Spring

Spring 

What doth thou bring,

Merry birds upon thy wing

What sweet melodies they shall sing!

All winter were the daffodils 

Crushed by Nature's power

But once more they shall tower

Upon the Highland Hills

Upon a Glorious April Day,

The children come out to play.

The redbreast finds his mate

And all is ever so gay.

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

I love it. Very good. Alsalamo Aleikum.

[Prabha Salimath]

You have explained about spring nicely I liked it.

[Ibreez Shabkhez]

Thank you so very much. have a lovely weekend.

[Bats In The Belfry]

Lovely tribute to spring. Playful...I felt like Tigger bouncing around singing it as I read.

[Ibreez Shabkhez]

Have you been watching winnie the pooh?

[Bats In The Belfry]

I have a deep connection to Winnie the Pooh...lol

[An owl on the moon]

There is such a beautiful form and flow in your words. You breathe hope in the strength and joy of spring.

[Ibreez Shabkhez]

My favorite tulip was smitten
by savage winter t'was bitten
hence, this poem was written

[Blood_knight3000]

great write. love the style.

[Lyzzy Redd]

As Chels said, this is written in an older style, and I love it! Because of that it has a certain charm and flow to it. Not a lot of people write in this style anymore, so to do this successfully is really great, my friend.

Nice poem, you write in an older style, which is cool. You don't really see it much!
You created a really nice picture of the flurry of spring! I especially liked the line about daffodils!
Great write!

[Loner]

What a sweet and cheerful way to greet the season spring.
Nice work.

I can't wait till spring. I'm snowed in here! Glorious lines!