ine, Spring 2020
al Feature Publication
Or is it the yearning feeling of the sun
I know it like my roots in the ground
What is it I see
A sliver of light
The tones of the bright blue sky
The glistening of the morning dew
The smiles and joy painted on faces of the
individuals
That I picture as royalty
What is that I hear
The chirping of the free birds flying
overhead
The laughter of playing children
The slight breeze whistling next to me
What is that I smell
The crisp air of a spring day
The rain from the day before
The sweet florals of my fellow friends and I
What do I taste you may ask
I taste the freedom
The relief of blossoming