Green Door
by Mary Lee Hahn
I'm searching for
the green door.
Behind it, stashed,
is spring warmth.
Behind the green
door flowers bloom,
sun is shining,
no more gloom
of grey cloud skies
and winter snow,
of ice and slush
and frozen toes.
When I find the
door I'll fling
it open wide and
in we'll spring.
***** Tag: Ms. Kilpatrick is it *****
By Ms. Kilpatrick
Yellow door
Long days
Short nights
Green leaves
Sunshine, hot
Brown door
Dark approaching
Colorful leaves
wind, cool
White door
Short days
Long nights
Bare trees
Snow, cold
Green door
Light approaching
New life
Budding trees
Rain, warm
Revolving door
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