When Spring Calls Poem by Jayne Louise Davies
When Spring Calls
I sit near the window,
The mountain in view,
The garden's so quiet,
Flowers are few,
For Winter's upon us,
Nature's asleep,
The Crocus are hiding,
Getting ready to leap.
Spring won't be long,
A time that I love,
When the garden awakens,
Neath the blue sky above,
The birds are impatient,
To start building their nests,
Their parenting skills, ,
Will again be put to the test,
A Blackbird stands proud,
On the roof of the shed,
He gives a loud call,
As I look ahead,
To bright sunny days,
And clear blue skies,
Can't wait for these cold Winter months to pass by.
Jayne Louise Davies
Is that a fairy entombed in amber? During THIS visit, I send this poem to my 'favorites', though my favorites list is full I believe; see their titles & author names in one of MY latest 'poems'.
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5/7/2024 7:47:52 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Winter, crocus and blackbird should not be capitalized, except at the beginning of a sentence.