Spring Mermaids
SPRING MERMAIDS
The empty sky over the forest is silent,
But soon the call of distant spring will arrive
And the myriad bluebells who went
Away last summer will once again thrive,
Spreading to every shady cranny and nook
Over the floor of our leafy sea.
These tiny blue mermaids by the brook,
Heads bent shyly in softly whispered glee,
Will speak to me again, as we take our ease:
I’ll breathe in their earthy growth
From the lush sward around the trees
And spring’s warmth will fill us both.
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Written by Sydney Peck 28 January 2102 for
Carol Brown’s Contest SPRING
Copyright © Sidney Beck | Year Posted 2012
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