In Praise of Spring As we all stay safe at home Around us Spring has sprung; While we are not free to roam Nature’s song has begun. The blossoms and the flowers, Dawn’s choral symphony, In between all the showers, Birds sing for you and me.
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Our seasons come as a blessing, Changing the weather, And bringing all sorts of dressing To adorn the world. The rain gives us fields that are soaked, Lakes where grass once lay. Cold mornings bring us shapes, frost-cloaked, So fragile, until……….… …The sun appears, low in the sky; Smiles brighten faces. When dull, grey clouds are forced to fly, All is light and shade. Yvonne Allen
. . . glimpses of the beauty of Autumn between the showers