Same Old Song An' Dance
there's a certain kind of rhythymic beat
that can thunder in one's ears
As sunlight slips so silky warm
through freshly opened leaves
It's tragical and magical
as it causes tapping feet
One wonders how on nature's stage
The leaves fall where they may
But this is Spring and everything
is dancing here in May
Blossoms fall and through it all
Dame Weather skips and plays
and green eyed Spring
will have her fling
till lazy Summer days
posturing and postulating early morning Rain
attempts to dampen spirits lost
in chorus and refrain
But early birds had fat old worms
to help their souls retain
and gain a hint of satisfaction
and from the snails with slime wet tails
There is simply no reaction
In the seeding feeding crowd
Sun shines on Rain and in disdain
she huffs off in a cloud
helped with ease by gentle Breeze
who early morning rises
with the Sun who's just begun
with really no surprises
Natures green and sterner
when the Elements concur
but this is Season of rebirthing
animated birds and bees
one a teacher one a learnin'
Maybe Spring is envy green
I'd rather She were always seen
as envious of Erin
Copyright © Donald Meikle | Year Posted 2006
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