Spring

16th April, '09

Birds lined up, yellow and blue,
like springtime,
on a barbed wire.

A toddler cooing, in his mother's lap,
like a soft breeze,
blowing through tall pine trees.

Steamy coffee, in my front porch,
like the scent,
of early dewy mornings.

Wild flowers, on a green countryside,
like a rainbow,
scattered in my backyard.