The Journey of Spring
March…
Poppies
Bloom with grace,
Sprout with slow pace.
Delicate bluebirds
Sing to their herds
“Sweet sunshine!”,
“Cloud nine!”
Loud
First
April…
April Fools
Breaks the one rule:
‘Nature craves for peace’.
Instead, kids cease
Common sense.
It’s tense!!!
Darn
May…
Sheep flock
Together
Like building blocks.
My gracious mother
Plants a white rose
In her fields
And grows….
Grows…
June…
Spring leaves
My plain house
To catch the bus
To his rich greenhouse
Se he’ll discuss
‘Bout his next
Year job.
Bye!!!
Copyright © Mark Anthony Bartolo | Year Posted 2021
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