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Sweet spring


When the gloomy gray sky turns to clear azure blue,
And the snow disappears from the ground,
When the birds start to sing, and our moods start to lift,
Then we know spring is coming around.


When the first flower bulbs poke their heads toward the sun,
Golden daffodils, hyacinths, too;
When the brown grass turns green, and the wildflowers bloom,
Then sweet spring makes its showy debut.


Once again we awake from cold winter's pale dream,
As our minds and our bodies revive;
We rejoice and delight in spring’s colorful sight;
Each new spring makes us glad we’re alive!


By Joanna

this is such a lovely Poem. Thank you for posting it. This is exactly how I feel in spring.

Thanks Pickles,

It says it all , for me .

Yow .. tonite it is 37 already..