Spring Forward

With a spring in it's step, winter is moving on the pasty white skin will soon be gone avert your eyes there's a naked john darkness is shrinking, days are gettin' long unpack the barbie a fork and a tong and fill up your senses with natures song. The cold, cold night is warmly fading pack the ice skates away, it's time for blading flowers under canopy, seek sheltered shading the sea gets calmer, barely waving kids in the water, parents ashore just wading Africanz women ask 'hey sweetie, you want your hair braiding?' The sounds of laughter in the air summertime a time so free from care give me heat, for the cold i have had my share psychedelic tunes from the stereo blare finding a good song on radio1, now that is rare all they play is karaoke muppets with lovely fake up and hair! ©John-Ovan.P.Hull