Spring
Oh spring, I know that you swift arrive
your scent will be as fresh as sprucely pine
the flowers sweet and true will come to jive
beneath the bow of heaven, with such shine
With garden gate ajar ,all lovers will be true
and while the budding rose revives anew
the lady bugs will dance a little jig
to happy tunes from Rosaleen Goodwig
Oh spring, you're the reason I adore you most
and as the birds return to build their nest,
I'll come to sit awhile and be a perfect host
just like those tiny seeds, so primely blessed
Oh spring, I know that when you will arrive
every living thing around will surely thrive.
April 28, 2020
Copyright © Mystic Rose Rose | Year Posted 2020
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