Spring, lovely spring,
where can you be found?
I'm sick of all the snow,
there's two feet on the ground!
I long for your warm scented air to surround
and heighten my senses wherever I'm bound.
As your flowers start to bud, your trees start to leaf,
as grass peeks on through, it will be a relief.
Whether thunderous storm or soft gentle rain,
you'll renew Mother Earth and erase winter's pain.
When rivers are free from a cold icy grip,
then my canoe and I will take a quick trip.
How happy to know that your fish swim below,
my longing to catch them is out of control.
Spring, lovely spring,
when will your birds return?
From their summer haven,
for their songs my heart yearns.
And when will the sail boats glide neath the moon?
Oh spring, how I miss you,
I hope you come soon.
Four seasons, nature gives to us,
winter's cold and frosty touch.
Autumn with it's falling leaves,
a colorful blanket, aimed to please.
And summer when our lives move slow,
the bright sun warms the earth below.
But spring, I love you most, you see.
Such joy and hope you bring to me.
An inner peace makes my soul sing,
just thinking of...
spring, lovely spring.
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| Writing Prompt |
Write an ode to anything you want as long as it is not about a person or an animal. Comparison can be made to people or animals. It can be funny or serious. Personification allowed. Rhyming or not is up to you. The subject is up to you, please keep it clean. Pictures and author's notes allowed. |
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