Warmly, wetly, windy,
the soul of spring surrounds—
bursting, bubbling, breaking forth
flowers rise above brown ground;
budding trees perfume the air,
returning song birds’ songs resound,
and all the world around
grows green, profoundly
green—all the world around.
g emery
1 Comment
Patricia Repp
April 19, 2019Can not see much green beauty
In downtown chicago today. Thanks for touching my heart in
beauty of color and delicate sounds. Love, patty