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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Awake, little crocus, spring is nigh!
Let me kiss the slumber from your eye.
Come! Dance with me upon the lawn,
The night is o'er, embrace the dawn!
A beautiful poem for spring. Love the idea of the crocus fairy dancing on the lawn and in her element embracing the dawn.
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Fresh spring morning time.
That's the sound of solitude,
the presence of peace.
Crescent of colours
Arching high above our heads.
Sunshine brings us hope.
Spring brings happiness
Flowers, songbirds, and green grass.
God's love on display.
Famous Poem
When a feller feels a longing
For the medder in his breast.
When the robins north are thronging,
Where they haste to build their nest.
There is nothing that can quite compare
To the fragrance of the fresh spring air,
Floating on the softest breeze,
Stirring the world from its frozen sleep.
The pitter patter
Sound of the heavenly rain
Raises novel hope
Melancholy moods,
shiny jazz and rainy blues.
April sings her tunes!
Famous Poem
Dear March—Come in—
How glad I am—
I hoped for you before—
Put down your Hat—