Drove Off To Vote

Drove Off To Vote Spring I suppose is the season When we all will start sneezing God many things is revealing That we love and find appealing. Birds will fly up high in the sky As silk clouds start passing by Beautiful butterfly on flower does land Warm water washes on the sand. Fish in flowing water around swim While we try to catch one of them With wiggling worm we have on hook In vibrant river or a verdant brook. God, for spring, I can hardly wait All things about it so do appreciate; Left in spring clothes with no coat Climbed in car then drove off to vote. James Serious Mysterious Horn Retired Veteran and Poet http://www.poetrysoup.com/poets/top_100_poets_most_poems_all_time.aspx