Walk With Me In Spring
A blue sea without waves
Under a canopy of green
Shafts of sun light
Playing on the blooms
That are gently moving in the breeze
Children’s laughter
Mixed with a song birds call
Accompanies the wind in the trees
Walk with me in spring
The blue bells chime
Springs arrival
A changing of the guard
From daffodils to bluebells
Heralds the seasons change
And winters last hurrah.
Copyright © Stephen Pennell | Year Posted 2019
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