A sonnet about spring and all its beautiful promises
With Easter just a breath away from here
the buds of hope are budding for they know
beneath the moisty earth a hopeful seer
is longing, for a rush of wind to blow ;
They take away all sadness human woe
and brings us flowers that were meant to grow
The birds have sung their song of morning dawn
the trees have shed their frost they will attest
to butterflies of beaut whos colors drawn
bring sighs of sweet release and summers best
When Easter comes and Christ does manifest
we wind up feeling good and truly blessed
Time is of the essence, enjoy the hour
take a walk by the beach and share a smile
When it rains enjoy the April showers
and remember "love" is always on style
Spring the welcome mat and reconcile,
for spring is a season of beaut so compile
It is precious like the scent of roses,
so revere it, and all that it proposes.
It's in full bloom down here in SoCal, and so are my allergies. Thank you Father God for renewal, and also for Claritin. (-: Enjoyed your thoughts V. Peace... rlc
Indeed there is nothing more precious than spring, for its beauty, its message of renewal, and its soothing grace. Thank you for this lovely poem today to remind us of it all.
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Ron
go hand in hand.
It's a time of rebirth,
and your poem was grand.
PS, I don't have a beach to walk on, so I'll just go play in the sandbox.