Her Final Bow
Row upon row of long stemmed dandies,
Yellow trumpets set to blare,
'Neath them growing, little snowdrops,
Announcing spring is in the air.
Songbirds sing sweet melodies,
As on branches blossom grows,
Life anew, is now stirring
Spring arrives to steal the show.
Purple crocus greet the Sun,
With primrose and the hellebore,
As pretty white anemones
Decorate the woodland floor.
Bleary eyed, creatures stir
Days of slumber passing now,
Time for all to awaken
As winter, takes her final bow.
Entry for
CONTEST 565 ,ANY FORM OR NONE,
ANY THEME, UP TO A MAX OF 20 LINES Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand.
25/2/19. Placed=1st.
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