Snows from here don't yet go
and your spring has sprung
now all already know
I hope spring will come in
as I read your springing poetry
what a delicacy
each word is like an icing
on a leafy spring
as the veg is rising
your lovely command
over the English language
makes me spring to make jolly
lying on a cold bed
since the fall
am I not silly
A delicate yet springy poem, Me Poets, so lets catch those blooming buds in our fleet words and plant the seeds that grow into marvelous deeds. Nice write, my friend!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Good one. Yeah, don't be silly, spring is here, spring up do your thing.