The Running To Spring
on a january day.sunny but cold
but no snow on ground
a girl was running to spring
jumping..hopping and springing..flying
as taken and opening a wing
the joy on her skirts
she collected and scattered
a girl was running to spring
hopping..jumping..springing
may be flying
as taken and opening a wing
clad in her best lovely dress may be
she was smiling
longing for a smile
ı smiled her
she smiled to me with her smiling cheeks
the girl was running to spring
some cats interrupted her way
she caressed them all
one by one..addressing each one of them
though the cats won't let go
the joy was scattering everwhere from her skirt
the girl was smiling
the girl was flying
the girl was running to spring
as taken and opening a wing
just like the early birds
the girl was running to spring
it was a lovely day
Metin SAHİ N
poem by Metin Sahin
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