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The Glory of Green

Green hues denote the healing of our earth,
That special season of springtime’s rebirth.

Green grasses growing o’er the hillside's face,
Embracing greening trees in leafy lace.

While amber fields engage in heaven’s kiss
As raindrops splash into emerald bliss,

I watch amazed as tender shoots abound
With daffodils and tulips breaking ground.

A floral scent begins to fill March air.
St. Patty’s I’ll wear flowers in my hair.

So many varied hues that can be seen,
This Irish lass loves every shade of green!

© Connie Marcum Wong

Contest: Go Green
Sponsor Poet Destroyer
3-16-2016


Copyright © Connie Marcum Wong | Year Posted 2015

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A Day When Winter Said Goodbye



In the midst of morn she quietly rose to greet the dawn of silent repose She searched beyond the frozen hills and through the bough's of crystal frills She danced in dream as clouds rolled by in hopes the sun would pierce the sky As moments passed nil of light the wind kicked up with all it's might In tumbling turmoil the west winds raged in fluttering beauty to turn the page Within a breath a single sigh the Winter wrath had waved goodbye As sunlight burned of velvet white upon her face a shaft of light... ______________________________________ Poet ~ Rick Parise

Copyright © Rick Parise | Year Posted 2013

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SPRINGTIME

Springtime paints such a delightful scene Cute lambs gambol in the fields so green Warm winds whisper through the leafy trees Blossoms float down on a swirling breeze Daffodils daintily dance and shake their heads Bringing bright yellow sunshine to our flowerbeds 3rd February 2015

Copyright © JAN ALLISON | Year Posted 2015

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GIFT OF SPRINGTIME



Praise this moment with charms it brings
Through mid of June, on robins' wings

Sunflowers blush as petals creep
Along easels of meadow's keep.

Winter's arctic days now long gone,
That morn's fair promise trails upon

Breezes sweet , once an icy blast,
Engrave a kiss on spring at last.

Earth aflame in a varnished show
Awash with paint where all things flow.

Cardinal swoons with trilled refrains
Upon leaves' edges  like beaded grains,

For springtime is a godly rite 
When heaven molds  its prized delight!

           
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Couplet Time for Rick Parise
8/23/2016

Copyright © nette onclaud | Year Posted 2016

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Green Envy

When youth in full bloom
during Spring's green boom

See a robin fly by
or geese in the sky

Do not feel impressed
by Spring's new green dress

Thoughts all aflutter
tongues twist and mutter

When pretty young girls
with green bows and curls

Skip by with their friends
chit chat without end

Spring's green with envy
can't feel the frenzy

She plunks herself down
a sullen green frown

Soon clouds fill the sky
big tears fall from high

People just scatter
What is the matter?

Dear Spring takes a look
at the smiles she took

Demeanour improved
Her Green-ness is soothed.




Poetry Contest submission:  It's Spring.  Show me the green
Sponsor:   Francine Roberts
Date:   March 21, 2015

Copyright © Kimberly Shaw | Year Posted 2015

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Growing With Love Always

Spring menu of snowdrops, daffodils, dandelion, crocus and anemones
Each color blossoms the beauty swaying inside a breeze dancing thoughts

The image of spring changed colors roaring never thought my heart might burst
Within waves blowing kisses warmly touching the chambers endless bliss

The moment the sun draws the mist from the sea to the skies feels magical
Your footprints on deep sands fluttering wings of an angel beaming sunshine

Under the wing of an angel you will find safety, happiness and beauty
held within a gasping breath your love true and complete beautiful



Written by Liam Mcdaid & A-L Andresen  

Copyright © liam mcdaid | Year Posted 2015

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Singing Blue Blazes

As the snowdrops nod happily when you kissed my soul warmly love
laughing in the cold spring air so stirringly beautiful flutters wings of a dove 
 
The daffodils yawn awakening to new life or so it seems 
sun beams smile inside a thousand songs sweetly my dream

Birds singing freely dawning tunes deep heartfelt desire  
you are amazing one faraway flame kissing beats on fire

Copyright © liam mcdaid | Year Posted 2015

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CELEBRATION OF SPRING

We wave goodbye to winter with its ice and frost and snow That thick blanket on the ground it has melted long ago The icy fingers of Jack Frost now no longer feel the cold For brighter days of spring will warm his bones so old Dull dark days are behind us and the winter chill has passed Spring is waiting in the wings; golden days are here at last! Our clocks will soon spring forward and we lose an hour’s sleep Bright crocuses and tulips through the earth begin to peep We welcome in the spring, she is dressed in emerald green She drapes herself on trees where new leaves can be seen Lambs gambol in the fields oh how I love to see them play They bounce around so happily on a warm and sunny day Dainty daffodils dance delightfully in the zephyr breeze Unfortunately poor hay fever sufferers now begin to sneeze! Our days are getting longer and the sun begins to shine Oh how I adore this time of year - our glorious springtime! Contest: Celebration Sponsored by Shadow Hamilton 03~30~16

Copyright © JAN ALLISON | Year Posted 2016

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Greens of Spring

Greens of spring




Comes in spring, bloom the greens, 
Perfect hues mark flawless screens,

Tender buds now yearn to thrive,
Bees are seen humming on their hive,

Colourful butterflies anxiously flutter,
Flowers eagerly lend their nectar,

Little ones play jolly in the streets,
Sky waits for birds to fly in fleets,

Vibrant shades entice a green eye,
Hurry the gloomy clouds, dolour belies,

Calls of spring, beloved will meet, 
Drowning in love, hazel green eyes will greet !






Written March 25th, 2015
For contest "Its spring- show me the green" by
Francine Roberts

Now entered into "Get your green on" old/new poem- poetry contest by PD A

Copyright © Dr. Upma A. Sharma | Year Posted 2015

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Garden Pests

'Tis another glorious spring and I planted my garden with the expectation,
That I shall reap a bountiful harvest for my table with minimum frustration!

I planted the usual stuff - carrots, radishes, onions and termaters,
Watermelons, peas, corn, beans and a few hills of russet pertaters.

With the Good Lord's help, lots of sun and occasional showers of rain,
The seeds sprang to life along with some curses that are my infernal bane!

I've discovered that I have a healthy crop of weeds that need attention,
And a host of other intrusive visitors that I'll proceed to mention!

I was dismayed to discover legions of caterpillars and mealy bugs,
Pruning my plants along with hordes of ugly snails and slimy slugs!

They're even being attacked from below by gophers and moles,
And from above by crows making diving sorties from the clothesline poles!

'Coons, 'possums and wabbits at raiding my garden are very deft,
And armies of well-disciplined ants are gleaning what is left!

I even caught some nasty little kids filching a watermelon last night!
I chased them but those little dudes took off with the speed of light!

With a storm of wind and hail this morn I saw all my labor disappear!
Come next spring I think I shall opt to sit on the patio and guzzle beer!

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
© All Rights Reserved

Copyright © Robert L. Hinshaw | Year Posted 2012

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CELEBRATING LUSH OF SPRING

As winter twigs drift from the oak
And in between, the flakes evoke
The pulsing bid  of snow's adieu, 
While lilies wake from a glossed hue.

Then petals frolic in lush grace
Enhancing the aisles with rich displays;
That when at last, in twirls content
Spring bursts into full view, her scent.

Where rows of blooms parade on course
Her varnished tone flushes ashore;
And thrusting through the lustrous sky
The hums of love sweetly reply.

In all its fired intensity
She leaves me wanting for more spree;
When lips bestow a moonlit kiss
Could her July entice a sweet bliss?



Losers Only Contest of Jerry T Curtis
posted 3/22/2016

Copyright © nette onclaud | Year Posted 2016

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Calcot Spring

At dawn my window opens on a flood of green -
a garden of dew-dream,

kissed by breezes and calling with birdsong.
Bluebells tremble from damp, clotted earth,

lambent, coaxed by the warmth of the sun.
Orange croci turn tiger faces to the sky;

they drink the water-wobble of blue.
Van Gogh's sunflowers

burst yellow on my lounge wall.
Lucid morning light refracts

a cut glass vase feathered with lilacs,
a crystal sweet mix in a round glass bowl.

The sun speckles on my green jungle wall.
The spread of spring's parasol shelters all.






























Copyright © Charlotte Jade Puddifoot | Year Posted 2011

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Spring

Trees in bloom
Winter's doom
Birds fly high
Against the sky
Endless shower
Season's power
Will amaze you
Through and through
As the light
Warm and bright
From the sun
Dance and run
Atop some trees
Or float on bees
Across a plain
Or in lion's mane
You will feel the power of
Mother Spring's forever love.

Copyright © Linda Xiao | Year Posted 2012

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If Ava Lu invited you

   Spring tea,I'm invited
you are too ,'cause she's decided
underneath the willow tree
served a little after three
  baby bear and kitty cat
sit  right where they've always sat
but now she's put us on the right
beside the zebra black and white
  they're already stuffed you see
from eating cookies at spring tea
she has pots and pans to clean
from all her baking in between
doling out the china berries
"Don't eat them ,they aren't 
really cherries".
She makes cookies out of sand
a little water and they're grand
she will scold you if you're late
she meets you at the garden gate
escorts you to your special place
she has icing on her face
from the cupcakes Mommy brings
to mix them in with all those things
the leaves and acorns on our tray
   Spring Tea gets better every day
When you're almost,nearly four
you learn to serve,you learn to pour
just think how boring life would be
If not invited to SpringTea.

Copyright © Johnette Loefgren | Year Posted 2006

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- Growing With Love Always -



Spring menu of snowdrops, daffodils, dandelion, crocus and anemones
Each color blossoms the beauty swaying inside a breeze dancing thoughts

The image of spring changed colors roaring never thought my heart might burst
Within waves blowing kisses warmly touching the heart in endless bliss

The moment the sun draws the mist form the sea to the skies feels magical
Your footprints on deep sands fluttering wings of an angel beaming sunshine

Under the wing of an angel you will find safety, happiness and beauty
Held within a gasping breath your love true and complete beautiful




Written by L. Mcdaid & A-L Andresen 17.03.2015
Copyright © All Rights Reserved

Copyright © Sunshine Smile | Year Posted 2015

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An Elephant's Toe



It's early spring and what do you know The corn is as low as an elephant's toe The grass has riz no sign of rain Boidies are singing a happy refrain Feel like jumping and clicking my heels But I'm 77, take a long time to heal Think I'll just watch the young 'uns at play And reminisce bout the good ole days The corn is as low as an elephant's toe Soon reach his eye as the old song goes It's early spring and what do you know The corn is as low as an elephant's toe © Jack Ellison 2013

Copyright © Jack Ellison | Year Posted 2013

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Spring Morning

Slowly the light comes into my eyes.
The morning is here and that's no surprise.

Thin lines of the sun's rays shine through.
An open curtain from across my bedroom.

My eyelids are heavy and feel so dry.
Trying to wipe the long sleep from my eye.

The tiniest particles of dust float softly from my bed.
Splatter across thin lines of light just above my head.

I wonder to myself, should I get up or just stay.
The covers so warm and wishing to remain this way.

The smell of fresh coffee is permeating the air.
Who could it be making hot coffee out there?

A bright new day has started for all of us, not just me.
Come into my dream with me and see how great it can be.

Copyright © Donald Williams | Year Posted 2013

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My Spring Garden

My garden is unfolding before my startled eyes.
Each blossom as it opens is a welcome, glad surprise.

The daffodils are blooming and spread sunshiny cheer,
While the tulips are struggling to hold up their heads this year.

The plum trees are in blossom, their branches snowy white,
Others playing possum keep their new buds closed up tight.

Rhododendrons showing color, camellias in full bloom,
The scene is ever changing in my outdoor living room.

Crocuses and small snowdrops are already past their prime.
Anemones and pansies are expected anytime.

A bunny in my garden is looking for a deal.
And eagle in my birch tree, eyes the bunny for a meal.

Oh my garden in the springtime is an optical delight,
While predators of every kind are looking for a bite.

I must find a way to thwart them without poisoning the land..
I will share with the less greedy, slugs and aphids must be banned.

Copyright © Joyce Johnson | Year Posted 2013

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Easter Picnic

A is for ants, they love a picnic too!
B is for birds, you may have to shoo

C is for cake, maybe tangy lemon or spice
D is for drink, cool, preferably, lemon on ice

E is for Easter, the best time for a spring picnic
F is for flies, uninvited, they come and make you feel icky

G is for garden, an ideal place to sit and eat
H is for happy children, munching on treats

I is for icing, the frosty lemon topping     
J is for jazz, this music can be mellow or get you hopping      

K is for kite, huge, colorful and climbing high
L is for loud laughter, that travels sailing by

M is for memories, make them joyful together
N is for no, a word you shouldn’t say to Mother

O is for orange, gives a refreshing aroma when pared
P is for pies, very easy to make and share

Q is for quilts, handmade, in many long hours
R is for rings, like crispy sweet onions dipped in flour

S is for Sunday a good "picnicking" day
T is for tart, rasberry and coconut on display

U is for under, below a big tree, a cool spot for shade
V is for vitality, borrowed from sunshine at any age

W is for walking, a good thing to do after a meal       
X is for xylophone, an instrument little brother plays with zeal     

Y is for yellow jackets chasing the smell of sweetness in air     
Z is for a Zebra picnic blanket of black/white stripes, colors always in pairs 
~*~ 



I have always enjoyed picnics in spring with vibrant green grass and all things new.  I have a daughter, sweet as can be.  Picnics can be fun, so if you have  little ones, they grow up so fast this may be one of those times to make good memories.   


Copyright © Audrey Haick | Year Posted 2013

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Spring on the Farm

Those of us who live on farms 
Aren’t immune to springtime's charms 
We simply take a different view 
Spring to us is mostly poo 

While others trill of daffodils 
And daisies blooming on the hills 
We gaze upon the cattle herds 
And think about those mounds of turds 

As snow and ice vacate the ground 
We see revealed another mound 
And chickens at a steady rate 
Hunt and peck and defecate 

The fluffy white gamboling lambs 
And piglets destined to be hams 
All leave their fragrant calling cards 
Throughout the meadows, fields and yards

 As others rave about the birth 
Of sweet green seedlings from the earth 
We head out with our boots and spade 
To shovel dung from out the glade 

Collecting it can be a chore
But all that fragrant rich manure 
Hauled from pasture, field and stable 
Nourish foods that grace our table

Copyright © Madeleine Grant | Year Posted 2014

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Spring Vs Summer

  

~Spring versus Summer~ (Rhyme) Spring is slowly leaving And summer is swiftly arriving And for me that really matter Because the days are getting hotter I love spring but mostly I love fall That's when I really have a ball That's when the days are just kinder By reminding me when days are just better! I hate to see spring go, And for summer to my door just to show, I don't like to feel all the heat, Because that's when my body takes the beat I prefer much better the cold weather But I like it more when we are together, Lots of rain and winds start to fall and blow, Spring is about to exit and take her bow Spring is slowly leaving And summer is swiftly arriving It makes me sad to see spring go And for summer to my door just to show. Dorian Petersen Potter aka ladydp2000 copyright@2007 January.31.2015

Copyright © Dorian Petersen Potter | Year Posted 2015

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Early Spring

*A Collaboration

The snow that shrinks in the glen and the wood 
Would gladly stay through the spring if it could.

While clouds have flown to free the sapphire sky, 
The liquid snow of winter tumbles by. 

It melts into puddles of liquid gold
As the sun's growing warmth exiles the cold.
 
The warming sun highlights the tips of trees, 
Inviting new growth, encouraging bees. 
 
The swaying daffodils are in full bloom, 
Yet others sleep in Mother Nature’s womb. 
 
Tiny green buds are peeking from the trees 
And big, white blossoms are soon to be seen!

The spring flowers raise their heads to the sun, 
Soon to be used for Easter bonnet fun.


*In the order they appear here, these seven couplets were written by: Craig Cornish, Isaiah Zerbst, Heather Ober, David Williams, Jack Horne, Andrea Dietrich, and Seren Roberts. Thanks for participating, guys! :)

Copyright © Heather Ober | Year Posted 2013

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Spring in the Garden




On my  lilac tree the tender buds awake
Breezes upon the bending branches break

Sunshine glistens on the garden snail
Across the path he's left his sticky trail

Air fresh from weeks of winter rain
Green now where the snow has lain

A yellow daffodil bobs its pretty head
Standing sentinel by the garden shed
'
Purple violets bloom again this year
Never planted, yet like magic, reappear

From the window I quietly worship spring
Winter quit, waiting for the thrush to sing......


For the Spring contest....

Copyright © Barbara Gorelick | Year Posted 2011

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A RED MOON

Love was as hot as a red moon.
Passion was on fire and was soothed.

A total lunar eclipse occurred on April 15.
The moon was coopery red.

The warmth of her blood was astrologically aligned.
Mother Earth was with her Sun God.

She stood majestically in his eyes.
The core of his being was a deep arousal of desire.

Oblivion Dark Sunshine
Spiritual Poetess

Sought the Red Moon via telescope,
a ritualized ceremony.
________________________/
Sponsor:	Dave Wood
Contest Name: 	RED MOON 
04/14/2014

Copyright © Verlena S. Walker | Year Posted 2014

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Spring

Spring
Spring has arrived that we know
The flowers are blooming, most saying good bye to snow.
Spring Break has pretty much come and gone
Easter has arrived with a new dawn.

Perhaps you'll attend a sunrise service to start your day
Or maybe eight days of Passover where you pray.
You see, what ever you believe, whatever you do
Spring is about starting fresh and new.

What about an Easter bunny with eggs to give out?
Or a child finding a golden egg you'll here him shout!
A pretty new dress with a bonnet to match
Or a baby chick that you just watch hatch.

Spring is so special to young and to old
Days are warmer nights not as cold.
Enjoy the start of a refreshing season
Hold on to your loved ones, you don't need a reason

Copyright © Barbara Poor | Year Posted 2015

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I'd gladly sing a song for Spring

I do not write in April, because that’s the month that comes before May.
I do not write in April, because then June would arrive in total disarray!

I do not write in April, now, although I have before this day.
I do not write in April, actually, although with words I’m known to play.

I do not write in April, when there’s ANZAC’s, Easter and Palm Sunday.
I do not write in April, and from that delicate decree I’ll not go astray.

I do not write in April, but exactly why, I can’t quite say.
I do not write in April, and it’s for the best, that here, I don’t betray.

I do not write in April, although I do read papers from my in-tray.
I do not write in April, so you won’t find any papers in my out-tray.
	
I do not write in April, when I’m outside whiling my time away.
I do not write in April, for that fills my insides with strange dismay!

I do not write in April, for I’ll not wear a wreath like a gloomy lay!
I do not write in April, but I’ll cheerfully whistle down your way.

I do not write in April come whatever, come what may.
I do not write in April. I do not write in April I say!

I do not write in April, but I’d gladly sing a song for Spring to stay.

Copyright © Michael Dom | Year Posted 2013

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The Black Cat and The Butterfly

The little black cat with eyes of olive green,
Her fur like a shadow with a sunshine sheen,

A flutter of his orange wings carries that monarch in the breeze,
As he mimics an autumn leaf floating around with great ease,

He feels right at home in a cloudless sky of baby blue,
The endless joys the two share together can never subdue,

Gladly that butterfly comes every afternoon just to say hello,
As she becomes lost amongst the lavender and daffodil yellow,

Her pink nose gently sniffing the bud of the white rose,
As our curiosity and need to explore in nature only grows,

Blooms are nevermore gorgeous as in the warm month of May,
All the troubles in our worlds are now distant memories today,

We have have been friends forever, and I'm really not sure why,
I'm just happy to have the sunshine and that little butterfly,

All of a sudden the orange monarch lands down on her paw,
And her bright green eyes open and widen with pure awe,

The butterfly teases her, he knows how to enchant,
She jumps up and tries to fly like him, but she can't,

As the monarch chases the sunset with the fading day,
The little black cat cries and wishes for him to stay.












For my friend Gregory Curry, aka Nature Boy... Your poetry and your presence are missed here already... Hope you come back soon :)


Also inspired by Eve's recent contest, not an entry.




Copyright © Kelly Deschler | Year Posted 2016

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The coming spring




I can touch buds on spring flowers as they open to greet the sun
Smell a sweet scent in the breeze, as the darkness starts to run 

feel on my cheek  ray's of the sun as life emerges from their bed
I taste the salt from my tears, GONE, is that what they said? 

If come spring my time on earth, should be ended with one word
I will do my best for family, to teach reason and spread your word

How do I teach family of my knowledge, hope God will please employ
How can this man teach his family, when he has lost all hope and joy?

Can the only one on earth to love or share this sorrow with be you 
Lost like falling leaves of spring, moving only when a cold wind blew

Realizing I'm caught between dying and dead just as these leaves
No happiness or joy just asking why, when, what or if I have to leave

Make good use of this man but, children dying take hope from this old boy
grand-child can't live, why should I survive without love, hope and joy?




Death is a thief of a child


"If spring is all the time I have to finish teaching what I know 
I'll teach what I can of life to my family without shedding tears"

Copyright © Tom Larrow | Year Posted 2012

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For Spring to Come

For Spring to Come
For spring to come we can hardly wait;                           		                     In every part of it want to participate; 					       Hear birds sing as flowers start to grow                                                        Watch fine fields while they will flow.

Leaves turned green which were brown; 				          And spring showers started falling down, 				         With water that eventually by now brings                                                        Born butterflies soon with beautiful wings.

Sun will start shining more each day
Pretty soon clouds are passing away;                                                               Sky becomes Carolina blue and clear, 					         After all of gray color did disappear.

A while now, nearby, spring has been,				                While we always wanted to see it again; 				          So silently spring surely started to fade;				 Summer was here as we sat in the shade.

James Thomas Horn, Retired Veteran
www.story-telling-around-the-world.com

Need your comments, criticism, thoughts and ideas.
I am entering it into a poetry contest at local library.

Copyright © James Horn | Year Posted 2015

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Snow Flakes and Easter Lilies

Snow flakes and Easter lilies scatter the ground
Winter time and Spring time seem to be having a round
Like a game of tug of war each side wants control
Today it was winter who wanted to rock n roll
Tomorrow maybe Spring time will give it a heave ho
Guess we won’t know till tomorrow though

Copyright © Janet Eaton | Year Posted 2015