When April wakes the dawn shall sing
A graceful chorus sweet and long,
On blossomed boughs the birds shall rest
And fill the air with joyful song.
And when the pathless woodland's draped
In bluebells that shall ring for me,
Ten thousand peels their endless charm
The greatest sight a soul can see.
When sun does shine a ray of light
The signs of spring will thus appear,
The breeze will blow a warming breath
To fill the land with grateful cheer.
Just mention bluebells Andrew and my heart melts, for they are so spectacular as they fill the woods with colour so rich. Lovely write, the spring always inspires us to put pen to paper and shout forth. Love and hugs Ernestine XXX
This is charming and melodic Andrew with impeccable rhyme and meter. Your bluebells remind me of Wordsworth's Daffodils. An enchanting introduction to spring. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
Great read Andrew! ! And i agree with Frank, totally! ! ! *10*! ! Best regards! ! Friend Thad
You fleck a dovetailed pictorial...soft 'n smooooothe...Imagwork is key, and you have employed it well, in your offerage of April's metamorposical presentations. ~ FjR ~ ..2008..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Amazing Andrew, absolutely wonderful lines When sun does shine a ray of light The signs of spring will thus appear, The breeze will blow a warming breath To fill the land with grateful cheer....'WOW! ' Love duncan X