gems glitter on Hyatt-Mill Creek,
purple crocus pop up,
the year's at the spring.
Cotton clouds kiss azure skies,
mountains unfurl purple ribbons,
wild strawberries dot roadsides,
the robins twitter as they fly.
Sound the flute!
The winter is past,
life bursts forth from earth's tomb;
gems glitter on Hyatt-Mill Creek.
The hillside's dew-pearled,
frogs croak on the pond,
there's joy in the hills;
purple crocus pop up.
Willows wave lacy fingers,
the winter has retreated,
roses waft on a chilled breeze;
the year's at spring.
--Brenda Kay Ledford
I hope all my blogger friends will have a Happy Spring!
