Tight new buds are bursting forth,
to dress the nude lands around.
Shrubs and trees are awakened,
above the now warming ground.
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Perfect timing as things begin to blossom..... lovely piece Ernestine
I lost words to describe this write of yours, Ern..wow..this is so beautiful. the words just flow gently..
Ernestine, you have certainly 'fashioned (this poem) with grace'. During times of nature's transition, it can be quite chastening to be reminded of the finite nature of life - the buds bursting with such potential - then, six months or so later, the fruit gone and the leaves turning. No wonder the poetic soul is moved by the changing seasons. This is a beautiful expression of your poetic soul love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
Sometimes I just don't have the words, , , what can i say, , BEAUTIFUL, FRESH, ALIVE Love duncan X
I love spring poems, they are always so bright and so cheerful and yours is no exception. A masterpiece. Andrew x
I love Spring, when everything comes back to life again, and you have captured that so well here ernestine, lovely writing, Lynda xx