Its Spring Again Poem by james watkin

Its Spring Again



Light and colour, such colour Earth, ma'am
Has returned to your face.
Subsided, the swollen sorrower!
Vale's cheek, now in flower.

Hover about, those hordres, keen again
Brazen for the cad, bee.
Greediest sounding enamourings!
Burst a beauty's smilings.

Sunday, September 4, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: spring
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james watkin

james watkin

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