Faye Gibson Poet Lyric

The Tansy and the Tarragon

The tansy and the tarragon are sprouting in the lawn;
I can smell their pungent fragrance in the dewy after-dawn.
The crocus and the daffodils are prancing up the hill;
their dresses all a-shimmer and their bodies never still.
The happy little bluebird is flitting all about
to find the perfect property to hang his shingle out.
The tulip swords are shining in the early morning sun,
and I thought I saw Br'er Rabbit havin' him some rhubarb fun.
It's spring and spring is glorious; brings the child right out of me. 
makes me want to dance at midnight beneath budding apple trees.

Faye Lanham Gibson
© April 10, 2014

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Skat A June 12, 2015 at 1:19 AM faye, Congratulations on having your poem featured this week. SKAT love

Betty Bateson April 16, 2014 at 11:21 AM Such a happy uplifting write. I sometimes find it difficult to write happy poetry but I am trying harder. This one is full of wonder and hope. Faye Gibson April 17, 2014 at 4:25 PM My son passed away eight years ago April 6. I found it difficult to write anything for years. Just recently I started writing again. I am praying for you right now that you will be able to once again release the happiness that lives within you. When one loses a child, most of the rest of life will be bitter sweet. I am so thankful for the help and healing that I have received. I am trusting for that for you as well. Thank you for appreciating my poems; I read yours also and I like them very much. I am so new on Poetry Soup and this stuff takes time. Have a blessed evening.