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

[shedevil]

nice, i love the refreshing feeling i get reading it

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

Like a breath of fresh spring air! Well written!

[roarke]

Well it does rhyme in spots... but then again Spring IS exactly like that. Catch it if you can.

[Daydreamer54]

I like it, it sounds very poetic. I had to read the whole thing over a second time to get a diffrent reaction out of it, mainly becuz of the last line, but the word has two meanings. :P Makes me look forward to spring, one of my favorite seasons. ^-^

[Jim Parson]

Very uplifting and optimistic! I enjoyed this...well done!

[Honey]

thats cooleo ^-^
nice spring-y images (i suppose its to be expected...)
and you made the rhymes work
im not really sure how i could correct this, or give feed back, sooo...
yeah. awesome job

[Sarusai Hiryu]

Amateurish. The rhyme is rather trite. However, the imagery has very pleasing strength.

[minato namikaze]

vnh

[Sam]

I think this is really pretty. I like it! I actually kind of hope that I can read more from you soon!