Spring Lasses
March is the first to arrive on the scene.
She sees Winter leaving and blows him a kiss,
And then she starts in to paint the world green.
Even though March has brought us such bliss,
Spring will get even better than this!
April comes next, summoning showers.
That rain falls refreshingly from skies above.
Soon we hear birds and smell fragrant flowers.
Nature's rebirth we are witnesses of
When April surrounds us with signs of God’s love.
Butterflies flutter and baby chicks hatch.
Sun gives more strength day by day.
Our next lovely lass has nary a match,
For she is the merriest, with the name May.
Be happy when she’s on her way!
June is the fourth and the last girl of spring,
Distinctive because she’s the one
To finish the season that makes our hearts sing.
Even then, her work in not done.
She ushers in Summer and welcomes new fun!
An oldie for 'A BRIAN STRAND PREMIERE no 1207' Poetry Contest
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