Spring's End (Poems about Spring)
It's Spring Again
Each year when Winter ends and Spring comes around again, it is as though nature comes alive again. Flowers begin to bloom anew, bird song fills your ears, butterflies and bees are doing their thing, and romance is in the air. I never cease to marvel at the wonders and beauty of nature in all its forms. It all seems to be over too quickly. I hope you enjoy these poems I wrote as a tribute to my favourite season.
Spring is nature's way of saying, "Let's party!" ~Robin Williams
Spring makes its own statement, so loud and clear that the gardener seems to be only one of the instruments, not the composer. ~Geoffrey B. Charlesworth
Everything is blooming most recklessly; if it were voices instead of colors, there would be an unbelievable shrieking into the heart of the night. ~Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters of Rainer Maria Rilke
It's spring fever. That is what the name of it is. And when you've got it, you want - oh, you don't quite know what it is you do want, but it just fairly makes your heart ache, you want it so! ~Mark Twain
by John Hansen © 2014
Sheep are baa-ing in the field
The little lambs are bleating.
Bird song fills the fresh Spring air
And dull grey skies are fleeting.
This season is for lovers
And romance is all around.
Flowers are blooming brightly
And new seeds are in the ground.
Days still warm, but not too hot
Summer days are on the way.
Now's the time to be outdoors
And enjoy each bright spring day.
by John Hansen © 2014
It was a bright Spring day
And with a spring in my step,
Though I'm no spring chicken,
I waded in the cool mountain spring,
Then after drinking a bottle of 'Deep Spring' water
I had the spring replaced in my sofa,
So I could watch Jerry Springer
While looking forward to spring lamb for dinner.
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by John Hansen (c) 2015
Surveying nature's beauty,
Peering all around
Relishing the moment
I savour every sound.
God's gifts that abound.
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