springtime

onepauly

 

it is springtime and this is the season

when lots of things are pretty pleasin

daffodills and dandylions a bright yellow

buttercups and forget me nots

lovingly mellow

the grass getting greener day by day

the air smelling fresher come month of may

the earth comes alive

things start to thrive

a kind of gladness fills the air

you can feel it in the atmosphere

the gardeners getting their shovels ready

digging up a small plot steady steady

a robin redbreast hopping about

looking for a worm to come out

a pretty little sparrow

on a big red wheelbarrow

spring the best time of the year

  • Author: onepauly (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 29th, 2017 17:57
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  • Poetic Dan

    Always makes me feel like tigger
    Nicely done

  • FredPeyer

    Paul, thanks for the memories! I love spring and remember it in Switzerland and Montreal. But for the last 30 years I have been living in a place where it is more or less the same all year long. It does have its advantages, at least I don't freeze my butt off, but I do miss the seasons sometimes.

  • malubotelho

    Cute this one. I love spring because I love to garden. Here in Florida is hot now, and rainy. Everything is green and beautiful. I'm busy pulling weeds. Thanks for sharing your spring feeling.

  • kevin browne

    a robin redbreast hopping about, great line but they are popping about all year round where I live. lovley poem onepauly.

  • kevin browne

    its springing it back to me now. great write my chum.

  • Goldfinch60

    Good write and a good season.



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