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A Song Of Spring

Rating: 2.7

The Spring comes slowly up this way,
Slowly, slowly,
Under a snood of hodden grey.

The black and white for her array,
Slowly, slowly,
The Spring comes slowly up this way.

Where is her green that was so gay?
Slowly, slowly,
The Spring comes slowly up this way.

Unto a world too sick for May,
Slowly, slowly,
The Spring comes slowly up this way.

Where are the lads that used to play?
Slowly, slowly,
The Spring comes slowly up this way.

She has no heart for holiday,
Slowly, slowly,
The Spring comes slowly up this way.

The trees are out in Heaven they say.
Slowly, slowly,
The Spring comes slowly up our way.

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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Babatunde Aremu 31 May 2017

A poem well written on nature. I like the simple use of words

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The black and white.....thanks for posting....

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Well written poem Katherine.Congratulations on being member of the day Col Muhammad Khalid Khan

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Edward Kofi Louis 31 May 2017

Up this way! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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The trees are out in Heaven they say. Slowly, slowly, The Spring comes slowly up our way. I can visualise the Spring coming slowly, slowly, treading soft steps. A very sweet and simple poem that attracts with its rhythm.

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An extraordinary way of using simple words in a rhythmic pattern, to express a natural climatic change. Thanks for sharing. x

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A good poem about spring welcomed.

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