Nature's Morn

Raindrops dancing in the wind Kiss soft buds betwixt the thorns Roses drink while robins sing Awake, they join in earth’s new song Ushering spring, Mother Nature’s morn Blades of grass stand tall and lean Amongst the corn sowed in tender fields They yearn for the warmth of golden sunbeams Splicing through rain, increasing yield Soft rain and brilliant rays in Nature’s wield ~*~ 02/08/12 "English Quintain Spring Day Contest"