Spring into the Imagery

I love the spring mornings, when the warm breeze kisses me as the stars are going to sleep  I get lost in the many melodies that the birds sing  I laugh at the way that the sun has to shine so brightly because it loves to be the center of attention  And I quench the thirst of my soul by locking my eyes on blue ocean above my head  I sprint like an Olympian when the bugs invade my space  My heart becomes whole when the children's laughter fills the street  

This poem is about: 
My community
Our world


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