Three Springtime Haiku
Hear the lush beauty?
Cherry blossoms sing a song
the birds cannot sing.
Wake up lazy spring,
your daffodils are sprouting.
Hear their trumpets blare?
The green ivy sleeps
as winter comes to its end.
Melting snow wakes it.
Copyright © Gary Mccormick | Year Posted 2012
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