Poetry is….

By: Ashley Morales

Poetry is the fresh wind blowing through your hair
on a warm Spring Sunday afternoon
Poetry is a small two year old attempting to solve a Rubik’s cube

Poetry is an old photo album in an abandoned attic
Poetry is a reward of blooming pastel pink cherry blossoms
and freshly baked chocolate chip cookies

Poetry is a red rose in a bush of thorns
Poetry is the  jet black sky filled with a gigantic moon and bright stars,
glistening above a crystal clear lake