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Valerie Asman

If you don't learn to write your own story, someone else will write it for you

5 poems·Since January 2014
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When the Spring Falls

January 16, 2014

The smell of rain,

 On a spring mourning,

 Looking around seeing the fog,

Waiting for it to go away,

 And have the flowers out,

The wonderful colors,

The trees to have leaves again,

The grass to be bright green,

The smells of rain turn into the smell of flowers,

The color gray to turn into the color blue,

The kids to be running around outside having fun,

The runners running, the swimmers swimming,

The soccer players playing soccer, 

The young mother and father playing ball with their little girl,

Who is new to the game,

Spring is a whole new world many new colors many new smells,

Spring is a new world to some many of us!

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