Spring...A Frog's Perspective (a poem of inspiration)
Spring is here, now's a time to be happy, a time of cheer,
Birds all sing, crickets chirp, busy bees buzz, as bells ring.
Cooling breezes blow, the chilling rain comes in torrents,
Daydreams stream in our thoughts, as the season warrants.
Memories of those times on the old mill pond, frogs all singing,
Lightning bugs blink on and off, their happy message, bringing.
Warmer days, under sunlight skies, with white fluffy clouds, above,
Every creature, and mothers child, all struck by pangs of love.
Star kissed nights, by a golden moon, to watch over every one,
Awaiting a rosy morning's light, greeting us by the warming sun.
Colorful flowers all popping open, soon to reveal special blooms,
Humming birds buzz and zoom about, to sample each's perfumes.
A time to sleep under a shady tree, dream by a song bird's lullaby,
The precious days ahead, there to greet us, as away, they all do fly.
As every new dawning to come, we are assured of our future Springs,
While a friendly frog croaks and calls, and is so mindful of these things.
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