Spring Senses

Waking to the sound

Of a dove’s soft cooing,

My sleepy eyes delight

At sunshine, and the morning

Sounds of baby birds.

Taste awakening anew,

I touch life boldly

Smelling it’s fragrant winds that

Promise new life again.

Choka

#NaPoWriMo 2019–Day 25–Prompt: write a poem about a specific season using all five senses