“Spring”
The time of year for planting
When all begins to grow
The weather does begin to warm
Nature begins to mold
The trees begin to sprout their buds
The flowers start to bloom
The sun begins its gracious shine
The bees are coming soon
When all begin to move about
Come out into the world
Where all stretch out and let a yawn
From where they had lied curled
The breeze that brings the coolest air
The smells astonishing
In all the weather beautiful
What next will nature bring
Written By
Edward Lee Palmer II
‘December 31, 2008’
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