Barry Middleton


Spring Signs - Poem by Barry Middleton

The first orchid is open now,
an angel with silver wings.

A bird nest fern is still asleep,
and dreams of magical things.

Spring comes but once a year
to freshen the garden again.

Azaleas know the mandate well,
to brighten the heart of men.

A tropic wind is building a cloud,
awakening Eden once more,

reminding me to never forget
all these fragile things I adore.

Topic(s) of this poem: spring


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  • Margaret O Driscoll (2/4/2016 2:24:00 PM)


    Sweet serenade to Spring (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, March 22, 2015



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