Come, Spring
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When by the winter cold we’re most oppressed,
mere thoughts of spring’s arrival make us smile.
We dream of earth in vivid colors dressed,
blue skies, sunshine, birds trilling tunes with style,
and all that lives fulfilling with pure zest
the springtime roles, with winter in exile.
Though winter plays its part in nature’s cast,
we’re joyous when it’s hurled its last cold blast.
February 16, 2021
entered in the Spring Poetry Contest placed 6th of 10
Sponsor: Regina McIntosh
Placed 1st in Brian Strand's All Yours Feb 17 Contest
Copyright © Janice Canerdy | Year Posted 2021
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