sylvia spencer

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Dawn Of Spring - Poem by sylvia spencer

Winter's now gone, so pull up a sleeve.
Springs now arrived with new air to breath.
Forget the berries and the fallen leaves
snow upon mountains and the tops of trees.
forget about winter and her weather so cold.
A gate is now opening, with a path of gold.
Tread the path where spring is dawning.
See the ponds where frogs are spawning.
Tiny buds upon the trees, forsythia blowing in
the breeze.Birds are singing and the brook
runs free, and there is the sound of the bumble bee.
This path you tread is full of beauty, where
Mother Nature is doing her duty.
This path has sign posts here and there
which reads of autumn, winter and summer fare.
Take summer fare that's not far away
it's where you will have a beautiful day.
The path of Autumn is next to come
but it may get colder and you feel like going home.
The winter path, well that's forgotton,
gone, kaput and totally rock bottom.

Comments about Dawn Of Spring by sylvia spencer

  • Patrick Ladbrooke (8/24/2006 2:01:00 AM)

    You have a distinctive style, which I hope you don't mind me saying, has an almost childlike feel in places. I find this gives your work great charm, as in Dawn of Spring, and a pleasure to read.

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  • Ernestine Northover (6/13/2006 12:02:00 PM)

    Very nice, nice, nice! ! ! I liked this one and the subject was great. Love Ernestine XXX (Report) Reply

  • Deanna More (5/23/2006 8:43:00 PM)

    This poem resonates with perfect rhythm & rhyme. It is such a joy to read aloud.
    The Sring-Like portrait, painted with your pen, is very vivid due to excellent description using selective words.

    Loved it!
    Deanna xx
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  • (3/26/2006 1:39:00 PM)

    Rosie, we seldom have much springtime here in the South, but we had a lovely one this year, and now it is cold again, so maybe we'll be blessed with another as lovely as this one. Great read! Scarlett (Report) Reply

  • (3/26/2006 7:03:00 AM)

    The four seasons captured in verse.What a wonderful have the poets gift of being able to move the spirit to greater heights.Love Duncan (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, March 26, 2006

Poem Edited: Wednesday, June 14, 2006

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