SOL Day 17; things I have noticed

The blanketing warmth of the sun; it stands higher in the sky.

The much anticipated longer afternoons; I’ve been rejuvenated.

The melodious birdsong of the cardinals; they are serenading Spring.

Mr. Robin Red Breast has returned to my lawn; he searches for a meal.

Her labored swallowing and glowing nose; she’s getting sick.

The droppiness of her big, beautiful eyes; she needs to get some rest.

His nails glidding across the linoleum; he needs his nails clipped.

A clump of his hair after I just finished vacuuming; his spring molting has begun.

The snow has vanished; stubby, brave sprouts have popped through the frozen ground.

Rivers are breeching their brims; the Spring melt is on.

TV and radio shows are preempted; Baseball takes precedence.

The hats and jersey’s are donned; Opening Day is near.

What I have noticed, Spring is here!

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Slice of Life; poetry identity.

What am I made of?

Of hard work and persistence

Of tears and laughter spent with friends and family

City apartments and suburban houses

And swimming in pools and lakes, running on trails

And machines.

Little kids and big kids

Sweat, headaches, yelling and lots of smiles

Listening and understanding

Pizza with pepperoni, pasta with a lot of cheese

Cannoli cakes for weddings and birthdays and for no reason at all

I am made of kindergarten through 8th grade math, history, and reading, drama and basketball.

An ear to listen, advice to give.

Overcoming illness that will not destroy me!

I am jokes and trust from home to Portage Park.

Why I love Autumn

The pallet of reds, yellows, and oranges.

Reds I adore and treasure.

Sunlight begins to become foreign,

Yet continues her fight to be pleasured.

The air carries a calmness.

The rustle of nature’s wind chime

on the golden leaves is flawless.

Soothes me into the autumnal meantime.

The hues are reminiscent of the eternal goodnight,

Yet enticing and bring me delight.