as the snow slowly leaves us
in springs longer day,
you brighten the land scape
with your cheery blue way,
so soft and so tender
as the season sways
your colour brings magic
of natures sweet way,
through the soft night
you blossom with might
with your blue little flower
what a lovely sight,
waving and greeting
as the sun shows face
nature has giving us
the smile of your grace,
you spring up so sudden
when the morning starts
so welcome so bright
such a joy to our hearts,
coloured by nature
you smile in the sun
glowing and showing
your nature fun,
keep glowing you beauty
make our hearts swell
sparkling and twinkle
you little blue bell,,,,,,
Spring has come in the Sunshine Coast!
Carried by the wings of Humming birds
flying through the Pacific Flyway,
flowing like a dash of fresh air
Spring has come here to stay!
Look, there in the shallow beaches,
Great Blue Herons wait for the prey,
their aquatic love for eelgrass
keeps them waiting the whole day,
Herrings,Soles are busy in hide and seek play,
Spring has finally come here,
come here to stay!
The blue water of the Pacific
shining with bright sun rays,
heady fragrance of lilacs
thrilling the air whole day,
it must be Miss Kim,as
Miss Canada is still far away;
Spring has finally come here,
come here to stay!
**Miss Kim and Miss Canada are two varieties of lilac.
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As Dawn cracks over the horizon
The small crescent moon takes a bow
Greeting her was a delight
For she paints silver in his hair
The moon was hardly visible
Painted the same shade of blue
That the sky chose as a cloak
On this morning of early dew
The cloak of blue had a trail of mist
That shrouded the hills and vales
A misty blue to silver gray
That was light and very airy still
The birds enjoy the cloak
That fanned the air with damp
Cooling mist of the night
But soon the sun put on another
Cloak as she became much brighter
With her dress of brilliant red
That she wore to grace our summer's day
A cloak as colored as poinsettias' tips
On a gray December day
This means that the sun
Will bring heat with her as hot as
A fiery oak wood coal
And the cool of the morn
Will go as the summer's sun
Has bid us a warm hello
The moon with his silver hair
Disappearing into night
To another land so swiftly
Did he go to bring it a high tide
While ours will go very low
The sun rose cloaked in red
Bringing her heated stove
She will bake and cook some bread
Heating the south as across the sky goes
Christmas Madness Tune: Jingle Bells 4 verses 1 chorus
Sitting in my car
The hour of 3 AM
Try to ope my eyes
I feel like I’m zen
I sip my dunkin drink
Oh how it makes me sleep
I cannot still believe
This crazy season brings.
Blue Lite sale, Blue lite sale, Blue lite all the way
Come inside, it's 3 AM
So I can take a break!
They’re lining up the door
Oh how I dread this time
Oh where’s the season joy
What the heck they’ll find
I really need a grip
How will I fight the crowd
I guess I better go
It’s time to start my job!
Blue lite sale, Blue lite sale, blue lite all the way
Come Inside, it’s 3 AM,
So I can take a break!
Jeralynn B. Clark
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