Lazy Spring DayA Poem by Susie BuckmillerIt is a lazy spring day and all is quiet as the clouds begin to gather and time slowly passes.
Children are no longer playing outside but are probably inside taking a nap so they can run back outside later.
Even the birds seem to be singing softly while the wind whistles through the trees on this lazy spring day.
Traffic crawls slowly down the road. No one seems to be in a hurry on such a sweet lazy spring day.
Its one of those days that makes one want to curl up with a good book and just read the entire day away.
Such a pity that the silence will soon be broken on a lazy spring day and the peace will be nomore. Oh why can't this day last like this forever?
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Added on May 1, 2009AuthorSusie BuckmillerN. Baltimore, OHAboutI'm 23 and come from a small boring town where there isn't a lot to do. I have one younger brother. Besides writing I also grow flowers, make crafts, do drawings, and do scrap booking. I also like t.. more..Writing
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