Spring is hope and a poem
A birds joyous flutter of early May grand,
bulbs pop yellow heads, from green woken land.
Crickets and peepers work second shift chatter,
as a voice out of Boston, announces next batter.
It`s Spring in New England, sunshine, warm weather,
where Emily penned hope,... as the thing with feathers.
Copyright © Charlie Knowlton | Year Posted 2018