Spring (at last)
An acrostic poem.
Somnolent still,
Perhaps it will
Reawaken nature
In all its glory
Now that the sun
Glows once again
And spreads its warmth
To a frozen earth.
Leaves that were limp
And hung lustreless
Shine green anew
To bring happiness.
© Luigi Pagano 2017
© ionicus 2023
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Stunning looking poem Luigi.. I’ve never tried an acrostic – this has inspired me.
Eira x
Have a go Eira. It can be challenging but also rewarding.
Luigi x