Is Spring Here Yet?

This is a question I ask myself everyday. Is Spring here?! Spring is my favorite season of the year, because everything starts blooming. Tens of thousands of flower petals fall onto the road, leaving me and my bicycle to ride over them. This is a picture I took last year of the flowers on the trees:46b8fde43b98c4012383cfaadd592dbf.jpg

It was not a comfortable position getting under the tree, but it was so worth it 👍🏽👍🏽.  Winter is just the crap, because you never know when you need to turn the AC on, and it wakes you up IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT AND other reasons where I don’t need to go all caps. Winter forces me to wear the same clothes over and over again. Winter brings colds and viruses, and I just had a virus about a week ago. Winter brings clouds, which is no sun, which leads to unhappy days. If it’s sunny, I’m always in a bright mood. If it’s cloudy or rainy (NOT snowy) I’m in more of a dark mood. When spring starts, I will ride my bike whenever I can, and wear 75% of my clothing. Here’s a short poem that I wrote about spring:

Here it comes 

Spring is near

Here it is

Spring is here

Flowers and trees and starting to bloom,

Hurry and get out of your room!

I hear chirping out of my window,

I also hear my neighbor lawnmow

I see a biker without his shirt,

I seriously hope he doesn’t get hurt!

People are taking early vacations,

From all across the different nations!

I sure know that Spring will end,

But surely my sorrow will mend! 

Ok, I’m DONE. That is all the riddle that will come out of me. But that is literally what happens in Spring in NJ. See you in a couple weeks Spring!



Oh! Today’s Color Your World Challenge color is melon. Go pastel pink!

Popping Pink

Hey bloggers! This post is part of a color your world challenge, and today happens to fall on the day of cotton candy color! Here’s a poem dedicating my love to “popping” pink:


Popping Pink

Pink explodes

Pink smells like cotton candy at your favorite festival park

Pink is Valentine’s Day ❤️

Pink is the feeling of ecstasy and being jubilant 

Pink tastes like mushy marshmallows on a hot summer day

Pink is the sound of nothing; pink is calm

Pink makes your eyes pop, and there is nothing you can do but me mesmerized by its tranquility 🎀

Pink makes you feel alive

Pink changes us for a moment, but as you look away from it, you’ll remember the feeling of pink




100% original poem by me!! If you want to sign up for the challenge, click the link above ☝

Who am I?

 Who am I? Who are you? These are questions that are sometimes asked. I made a poem that can tell you a little about me.

Be who you are

I am a smart cookie

I am a piece of art

I am a tree

I am nature

I am Google

I am technology

I am discovered

I am ideas

I am a book that’s hard to read

I am a missing puzzle piece

I am a camera

I am the person who sees the world a different way

I light up the world

~Jo Smith

Who are you?