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Tis Sweet the Spring
by Mary Ellen SmithTis sweet this promise of the spring
What greenery the rain will bring.
A new surprise with every bloom.
A fragrant quilt from natures loom.
Tis soft the way the breezes kiss
Us with the warmth that we did miss.
And takes the now unfrozen earth
From sleepy slumber to rebirth.
Tis wonderful to hear a bird
The first since winter left is heard.
Singing from a branch on high,
Where soon her baby birds will fly.
Tis wondrous then to contemplate
Even tho the spring be late,
Butterflies and seeds and bees
And a new green dress for all the trees!
03/11/2003 Posted on 03/12/2003
Copyright © 2024 Mary Ellen Smith
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Adrian Calhoun on 03/12/03 at 05:29 AM Beautiful poetry. A fresh vivid painting you have cast in the minds eye. I am ready for spring myself. Great writing M.E. : ) |
| Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 03/12/03 at 09:04 PM You work your magic with the rhyming. A Spring time delight, surely puts the winter blues to flight, just reading of Spring's promise bright! |
| Posted by JD Clay on 03/15/03 at 03:24 PM Your brush is filled with surprising wonder, your canvas a paradise. Good energy, ME.
Peace... |
| Posted by Charles E Minshall on 04/20/03 at 04:25 AM Ain't spring grand? Your poem is.....Charlie |
| Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 04/22/03 at 12:20 AM And 'tis so lovely to see the dressin' of the trees. The lilac, the dogwood and redbud fair.
And all those fruit trees bloomin' for the bees. |
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