Spring Has Come
The first signs of spring are now in the air.
To show their faces, the flowers now dare.
Crocuses have appeared - purple and gold:
They’re no longer afraid of the biting cold.
On the trees, blossom buds look set to burst:
For the sun’s warming rays, they have a thirst.
The days are now gradually growing longer,
And the sun’s rays are growing a little stronger.
The Council workmen are out cutting the grass:
To me, it is a sure sign that winter has passed.
Sleeping animals are waking from their slumber,
As days filled with sunshine increase in number.
Joyful birdsong can be heard up in the trees.
My hair is lightly ruffled by a gentle breeze.
Round and about, spiders have now appeared:
By many, these creatures are quite often feared.
Upon once bare branches, there can now be seen
Tender new shoots, looking so fresh and green.
Above my head, the sky is a cornflower blue.
Up in the tree tops, wood pigeons gently coo.
Soon, we’ll be seeing butterflies and ladybirds,
And the first cuckoo of spring will soon be heard.
Honey bees will soon be leaving their hives,
As God’s garden gradually springs back in to life.
Lambs will be leaping and chicks will be cheeping;
In to the world, new life is now gradually creeping.
We will be treated to wonderful sights and sounds,
As spring washes away winter’s greys and browns.
Spring is a season which is looked forward to:
A time when living things appear fresh and new.
With winter gone, the spring brings us such cheer;
It will always be my very favourite time of the year.
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