In Bushkill, Everyday Is Like A Printanier's Sunday

The sky is blue, clear, jovial and ethereal To welcome with open heart spring which is So beautiful, fresh, colorful, and at ease Oh! It's a reborn again time which is real. Oh! Friends, it's the most wonderful season Green lawns and shrubs return to the horizon The birds resume their blissful refrains Listen to the sound of the old fashioned trains. Little children play on the unpaved avenue Gorgeous ladies walk around almost nude Where some amateurs fall into pleasant dreams. The trees are already full of sweet sap and the streams Are in good and superb shape for the season Dear friends, naturally the harvest will be cornucopian. Copyright © April 2024, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems.