Luis Estable

Song # 8 - Poem by Luis Estable

In the spring, my boys,
Birds to have so many joys,
And the flower beautify,
And also does the sky.
The days are made to sing and play.

In the spring things are so pretty.
Pretty things we have in many;
Like the charming butterfly,
And gorgeous birds that fly quite high,
And the sun that gives its light.

Oh, spring, beautiful spring!
Yes, spring, you are divine!
And I want to make you mine.
Many thanks to you I give!

Comments about Song # 8 by Luis Estable

  • Rookie Benjamin Paa Willie (10/22/2011 1:16:00 AM)

    Well written... good reflection of spring, though I am yet to experience one. You know here in West Africa we have wet and dry seasons, period. This deserves a 10/10 (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, October 17, 2010

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