Happy National Poetry Month! To celebrate Rebecca’s Classroom and Kitchen is featuring poetry by educators. (For more info, click here!) I encourage you to leave positive thoughts, encouragement, and feedback in the comments section below.
by Kathy E. Triick
A low, gray sky hangs misty o’er bare trees
And drips sweet moisture on expectant Earth,
Soft clouds caress tired limbs, and gentle breeze
Doth ease the infant Spring’s hungry rebirth.
She’ll slip from out Dame Winter’s frigid womb;
Her waiting done, she’s anxious to emerge,
To burst into a bright and glorious bloom;
From dismal frost, toward life and warmth she’ll surge.
Stark white gives way to verdant green, and clouds
Depart, now empty of their nourishment;
Blue sky replaces barren Winter’s shrouds,
The Earth is blessed, and once again content.
A low gray sky hangs o’er my soul today
And drips wet tears on Life in disarray . . .
Used with permission.
Copyright 2018 by Kathy E. Triick
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