Spring Is Poking Through
Iv planted up my garden
To let nature drift in
And slowly it will blossom
As if a paint brush has filled it in
There's daffodils and tulips
That dance In The sun,
And little pansies with little smiling faces
There's roses and in the air
there sweet perfume drifts so far
The blue bells that is blue as sky
And when In Full bloom it comes a live
bumble bee buzzing in and out the flowers
And up in the budlier tree,
All of purple and white
Is such a beautiful sight
Are butterfly's dancing in the breeze
I hear the song of spring
As the black bird wakes me early
It's song takes your breath away
It's so relaxing
The blue **** now are nesting
In there little boxes
Black birds are finding worms
I have disturbed while digging
This time of year is so clean and fresh
With spring rain and rainbows
It's the time of year , we're new life is born
In trees and all gods creatures,
So as the breeze blows the cob webs away
And winter is now over,
We can look forward to a world
Full of song and colour ,
Susan Gage??
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