Spring

• Shiva Kalingaraj, Grade 5
• Poetry
• 2022

The sun is shining,
Not a cloud an eye can see,
Flowers blooming,
New leaves on the barren tree.
Oh, spring what a miracle!
Spring is here,
After a long, cold day,
Bringing pollen, hay and also fear,
Stuck in the hospital's sick bay.
Oh, spring how could you do this to me?
Busy bees are everywhere,
Birds are chirping,
The dreadful hot days are going to come,
It's time for spring to end tonight.
Oh, spring why did you come to an end?