Spring Flowers.

A poem about something I love, flowers.

I await when the snow shall melt.

I want the sun to shine.

The heat of the spring is what needs felt.

One of nature's best designs.

 

The grass will grow green.

The mariposas will fly.

The sounds will be serene,

and so will be the sky.

 

The flowers will reach.

They'll climb and climb.

Colors of purple, blue, and peach.

All it'll take is time.

 

They'll grow like years past.

They'll always return again.

I want the beauty to last.

Let's never have it end.

 

Reviews

[Peter Joseph Swanson]

Beautiful!

Beautiful and picturesque ..... very nice write , Love this .

[Somer]

I loved this one! It was sweet and makes me want spring and summer to come faster! :D
One mistake: They'll grow like years past.

[abhas]

hmmm... along with the flowers its a celebration of spring too... which is officially the next day where i live... :)... charming poetry...