David Keig

Rookie - 13 Points (1951 / UK)

The Joy Of Spring

Poem by David Keig

Almost above most anything
I love the hopefulness of Spring
The green-ness of a land reborn
The seeds that slowly will be corn
And as I listen carefully
New sounds are now surrounding me
The fledgling birds, the dragonflies
A new beginning! Nature cries
We cast off all our winter clothes
And wear sandals that expose our toes
T-shirts and shorts come into play
But that winter shape won’t go away
Where once was flat, what fitted well
Is now shaped more like a squat bell
So hope recedes and is replaced
By all the problems to be faced
That swimming suit I bought last year
It won’t do now, I really fear
I have to have a different look
And not resemble a fat chook
Now just look here - the fashion’s changed
So my wardrobe I must re-arrange
Now I am really so depressed
I just can't fit into that dress
My size has changed! My hips are round!
My God! I’ve added all those pounds!
Almost above most anything
Is shopping for new clothes in Spring.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, November 13, 2007

Poem Edited: Monday, April 25, 2011