Spring is Here
The birth of Springtime in ways it’s seeming,
Fresh from the hive, the bees will now fly fine.
Surges of honey drops, it’s been teeming.
Pollen from honeysuckle on the vine.
Premonitions temp the mindful senses.
Lilies perfection slides over the green.
Softly heighten most wildly defences.
White forget-me-nots blossoms will be seen
On coloured wings, in sweet violet groves.
Sun flowers blooming with yellow desires.
Thoughts wonder, mid softly, plentiful troves.
Poetry flowed while the poet conspires.
With trickling gold frost symphonies explored,
The onset of Spring beauty has restored.
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