To thee, spring, this graceful wren of Wiltshire
Gambolling now aloft in easeful gyre
In some recess of seasonal labour
Nectar to wage for transporting favour
In view of beauties thy season bringeth
Thus, with many a melody singeth
Of sweet scented incense of flower's pride
Flaunting in air their virtues far and wide
Like rainbow lizards in courtship display
Serenading in act a stage worth play,
Of a clear blue sky calling for a soar
And birds of all ages flock in a tour
Soaring hand in hand a foe and a friend
Singing with ecstasy 'long live thy reign'
O, like a housefly following a corpse
Down to the grave without a change of course
She will follow thee spring to everywhere
From the southern to northern hemisphere
Wherever will be to her very far:
Your ominous elder sister winter
Whom for envy of our lovely nature
That we earned from your designing culture
Freezes all the earth to a long cold death.
For she'll follow thee and with the whole earth
Preserving her beauties and youthfulness
And still this song bird sings to restlessness
Thrilling my wonderment tranced to her tunes
Wishing I were a bird like her that croons
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song bird sings to restlessness, good write, I invite you to read my poems and comment.