April 11, Seasons, Part II

I found another poem for today’s prompt lurking on passing the portico mentioned below. There, pink and red boganvilla petals were being spun by the wind like a dancer at a ball. ^_^


Windy Season

The petals in the portico
swirl and turn
turn and swirl
they make me feel
like a much younger girl.

A girl who would
laugh as she
rode her bike home
pushed by the wind.

A girl whose first thought
on a windy day
was of a kite
and that ridiculously
wonderful song
from Mary Poppins.


4 thoughts on “April 11, Seasons, Part II

  1. Oh, like this one a lot. I just love the ending…I can totally hear that kite-flying song and picture a girl riding her bicycle. The freedom and spontaneity this poem evokes is superb. Thanks for sharing!

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