Since spring started yesterday, I figured now would be a great time to share a poem I created last year.
It’s about spring and butterflies and nature and all that fluffy light stuff.
It is a concrete poem, and so I tried to use the shaping and stuff to compliment what the writing said!
Hope you enjoy!!!!!!
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      with your
  Soar        heart fal
                      li                       of the summer
                       ng in               touch          skyÂ
                           love       tender                 >kissing<
                               with the                        your
                                                               cheeks
                                                                 and
                                            the essence          holding
                                          of       ((hugging))    your
           let go                     wonder                hand
         be    fingers               as
       E           precious       sweetly
     E                  as a baby’s
  R
F
  L      Y FLY
   Y   L      welcomeÂ
     F              the
                      whispers                  let go
                            as wind        tales     beÂ
                                  shares its           F R E E
                                                           F
                                                              L
   Y                                              .
L Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â .
F Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â .
                                                        FLY
                       g          c               SOAR
             enchant       a   i      the world
           with a spell of      m     a spell of nature
         the trance shall not   be   broken for it brings a
        blanket of belief that   not   a soul can suffer from
        the lack of joy, the lack  of   hope. Embrace life with
       no limits, and let freedom  claim the hearts of everyone
        and s pr e ad joy beyond what the brightest mind could
        ever imagine. Let your wings catch the wisps of wind
          that flourish the air with a nurturing integrity, thatÂ
           reminds us of the precious sense of life castÂ
             by the unmistakable realm of innocence
            that we know as nature. A replica replicaÂ
           couldn’t be made of the complexsimplicity it
          possesses. Know that although no copy copyÂ
         can be made, sparksignite from the beauty within.
         let your mind fly with the  thought of this life, and
          let the spark fly. Let it     reach you. Bless you.
          let magic s pr e a d        to tell the world of
           what nature has.          Of the secrets.
            Of the beauty.            Life. Magic.Â