A Spring Morning Poem by Angela Wybrow

Angela Wybrow

Salisbury, Wilts, UK

A Spring Morning



The sky is the shade of cornflower blue;
The clouds in the sky, are extremely few.
Caught by the sunshine, everything glows.
A fresh, cooling breeze, now gently blows.

With bowed heads, daffodils seem a bit shy;
I gaze, admiringly, at them, as I pass on by.
Their deep, rich purple, the crocuses show;
A lovely contrast, to the daffodils' yellow.

Green buds are seen on branches, once bare;
Stunning outfits, they will, very soon, wear.
Blossom on a tree, is as white as fresh snow;
Decorating its branches, both high and low.

Birds sweetly sing, high up in the tall trees.
I can hear the familiar buzz of the busy bees.
The butterflies chase each other, to and fro.
Nearby, I hear the call of the noisy crows.

Dressed in jeans and a T-shirt, I happily roam;
For the first time, this year, my coat is at home.
In the cold weather, I rush everywhere so fast;
In the sunshine, I dawdle, so my walk will last.

Upon my skin, I can feel the warm sunshine;
The sun brings me cheer, and I'm feeling fine.
It really is a most pleasant start to the day,
And, fingers crossed, it will stay that way!

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Guy Lip-more 27 September 2012

Simplistic poerty, yet thoughtful, liked this.

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Godwin Clement 20 March 2012

I love this poem, the aabb rhyme scheme is faultless. The conclusi on is superb. More of that dear.

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Valerie Dohren 19 March 2012

This is lovely, can't wait for summer to arrive, which hopefully will be better than last year! !

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Angela Wybrow

Salisbury, Wilts, UK
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