A Spring Morning
Awake, awake my sleepy head,
You'll miss it all lying abed.
A new neighbor is moving in
To the place that's empty been.
I waved at her, she dared not speak
Or lose the straw clutched in her beak.
Come we will bring some yarn or twine
A welcoming gift for her to find.
The Ides of March have come and gone.
The days of spring are marching on.
Our winter guests are leaving too.
You must help me bid them fond adieu.
I saw them far up in the sky,
A flock of swan go flying by.
We earthbound creatures can but stare
And wish them safe to their somewhere.
We know not how they find their way,
Nor by whom guided back someday.
Beneath our feet, above our heads,
A lovely spring before us spreads.
Nature abounds, is waiting there
For we who see, for we who care,
Up and about, let's romp in the dew.
A wondrous morn is awaiting you.
Anything goes contest. won 3rd
Copyright © Joyce Johnson | Year Posted 2010
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