John Knight

Rookie (8 September 1933 / Liverpool - UK)

Sense Of Spring - Poem by John Knight

Spring is the loveliest season of them all,
A source of life and love and gentle things,
Reward for winter's frost and icy pall.
A time when fledglings spread their tiny wings.
Spring is the gentlest season of them all,
When lambs their frail appendages must try,
The sheep stay close, concerned lest they should fall,
And gently nuzzle them to help them try.
Spring is the brightest season of them all,
Spring flowers yellow, mauve and red and blue,
And grasses growing silky, slender, tall;
And trees whose leaves are green of every hue.
Spring is the shortest season of them all,
Dissolving into summer's eager call.

Comments about Sense Of Spring by John Knight

  • (9/14/2009 8:35:00 AM)

    I DO love spring and its cool breezes, lovely flowers...such a lovely write John :) 10 (Report) Reply

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  • (9/12/2009 1:59:00 PM)

    A really nice a gentle breeze... (Report) Reply

  • (9/11/2009 7:30:00 PM)

    a beautiful poem greets the best season.
    also NATURE greets spring.

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  • (9/11/2009 7:12:00 PM)

    A nice poem celebrating the beauty of the best season. Voted 10. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, September 11, 2009

Poem Edited: Monday, June 20, 2011

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