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Hurry Hurry Spring

Is it spring yet
pestered the daffodils
in shades of yellow delight.

Not yet sighed the crocus
but what a sight you make
faces so bold and bright.

Is it spring
Whispered new grasses
in pale shades of green

Seems each year like
waking to a dream
smelling so clean.

Is it spring
Yelled each impatient tree
I am beginning to bud happily.

Be patient spring whispered
our time will come
spring is a special time for laughter and fun.

I'll let you know just when
So hush now!
In a few more days, spring will have sprung!

Dorothy Alves Holmes
A Poet Who Loves To Sing

5: 45 a.m.EST
March 17,2013 Its Sunday Morning
Just Off The Top of My Head...why not?

Submitted: Sunday, March 17, 2013


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  • Valerie Dohren (3/17/2013 6:22:00 AM)

    Lovely little poem - doesn't feel much like Spring yet, but maybe soon. You may like to read mine entitled Aspects of Spring. Must be in the air! !

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