Spring Poem by Shaun Cronick

One day the world is dark and drab,
Painfully colourless and drear.
Nothing to lift a weary soul,
From pits of nameless fear.


Then suddenly the breezes start,
To softly whisper Spring.
And all the world grows lighter,
As hearts begin to sing.


Buds burst out in hidden spots,
From gently opened arms.
Which sheltered them all Winter through,
From all the world's alarms.


My spirits soar, the world is bright,
Everything's alive and so serene.
Because the flowers are coming out,
And the grass is getting green.

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