Days are longer

Right now, I’m sitting at my desk,

Looking at my laptop, wondering what to do next,

I look outside the window, leaving the place where I sat.

It’s spring, isn’t it? I should write about that:

The sky is painted bright blue,

No clouds, only a small gust of wind blew.

Ladybugs are symbols of luck,

Butterflies and bees are also showing up.

Blooming flowers everywhere.

Birds are singing, telling the story of the weather,

Their happy songs fill the warm air,

People’s minds without a single care.

Days are longer, spring is already here,

Kids are laughing outside with cheer,

Maybe spring is nature’s way,

To tell us the cold winter won’t stay.

Vincze Helga Imola   IX. H