SPRING
Spring arrives in the breeze
An impetuous, bright-eyed ingénue.
Flinging riotous color on garden and trees,
Spring arrives in the breeze,
And if you listen, mid singing birds and buzzing bees,
You will hear her giddy lilt bid winter adieu.
Spring arrives in the breeze,
An impetuous, bright-eyed ingénue.
©Linda Cassidy Lewis, 2010
Very lovely. Thanks!
Loving your post and cannot wait for SPRING to arrive:) Have a Great One!
Very sweet. I like it.
-Jimmy
Lovely poem and yes, please, Spring, get a move on!
Christa
Thank you Darlene, Renee, Jimmy, and Christa.