A book to house all my Poetic Explorations |
Wintertime is Out Motes of sparkling dust now disperse, Leaving havoc in every place. Trees do Mutter Trees mutter in silent verse, "Wintertime is such a disgrace!" Flowers' Whispers Flowers whisper a furious rant On choking hugs of wintertime's chill. Plants do Agree "Agreed." Comes from the dying plants Strangle in coldness, until... Wintertime is out. Springtime is In Mother Nature's colossal canvas is now set As springtime colors spread in every sheet . Trees Grow Trees grow crown. They're no longer upset When birds sing a song so dear and sweet. Flowers Bloom Flowers bloom in million colors and hues While busy bees and butterflies tickle each pollen grain. Plants Grow Tiny sprouts lie like carpet adorned with vibrant dews. A new start as life buds anew again... Springtime is in. |