“Ah, Spring!”

It’s spring; it’s spring

the birdies sing with glee

as all around creeps the columbine vine

startling some stately tree.

It’s spring; it’s spring,

the fishes spin their tale

and swirling near streams, the wildflowers be

home for some tiny snail.

It’s spring; it’s spring;

the valley sings their song;

squirrels in tune

curl their tales at the moon

as green grass grows along.

#loveofspring

lovebirds4-best-2The love of spring, eternal in the air,
when doves are heard outside my windowsill.
When nature’s light now casts a new-born flair
for all the world and now my moment’s thrill.

(These doves happened to rest opposite my 3rd floor condo apt in a Chinaberry tree and gave me just enough time to reach for my camera! What luck!)