Poetry for ChangeDouble acrostic: REEBIRTH, BLOOMER
Rebirth, renew, revive the bomB,
Every spring returns love in a spiraL
Blowing away winter’s fog tO
Invigorate nature intO
Repainting the scene in colors that screaM.
Tremble from the power of naturE
Heaping on you wonder to wanderR.
What’s spring if not a rebirth of life, beauty, and passion?
The last as red as a cardinals’ feathers, fly
Into your heart, home, and nook with preservation
Of your unique humanity looking kingly
As you let your heart soar in the revelation
That life, flowers, trees, and shrubs all beautiful,
All colorful just like a spring sun that shines fitfully.
Poetry for Change 