The days of spring smell so sweet
As it shuffles off the snow
The budding green of awaited life
As it lifts its head to grow
The trees sway in the breeze
Studded all over with green
As if talking to each other
About the winter they have just seen
The birds cry out their happiness
Their lilting song is sung
The animals lift their heads to the sky
Happy winters cold is done
The beauty of this springtime day
Is a treasure to behold
The purest treasures on this earth
Cannot be bought or sold
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Author:
Michael William Reid (
Offline) - Published: May 3rd, 2022 02:53
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Comments2
Very nice poem! I like the rhymes and cadence, very good! And the subject is wonderful!
Thank you, I appreciate your comment alot. I've always loved nature
A lovely write.
Thank you so much
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