21. Glorious Spring
Sing the birds; the season has come.
Prettiest look nature does hold.
Rejoices the Earth, her color winsome.
Idyllic her beauty, pretty as gold.
Sing the birds; the season has come.
Prettiest look nature does hold.
Rejoices the Earth, her color winsome.
Idyllic her beauty, pretty as gold.
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Winter fights to stay.
Sweet Spring always wins her way.
Flowers bloomed today!
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Spring brings happiness
Flowers, songbirds, and green grass.
God's love on display.
The birds sing,
Bugs cling,
Butterflies flutter,
Water drips from a gutter.
Great poem on spring. I really enjoyed reading it. I love how you wrote about "birds singing."
Famous Poem
My mind lets go a thousand things
Like dates of wars and deaths of kings,
And yet recalls the very hour--
'T was noon by yonder village tower,
The air is cool, the breeze is light.
The clouds in the sky are fluffy and white.
The flowers open to show their bright faces,
Green is spring,
Bright, fresh, and new.
Yellow is the sun,
Melancholy moods,
shiny jazz and rainy blues.
April sings her tunes!
Crescent of colours
Arching high above our heads.
Sunshine brings us hope.
The pitter patter
Sound of the heavenly rain
Raises novel hope