Springtime, A Poem.

Springtime

Spring is coming, soon it’s here,

Sun is shining, bringing cheer.

Snow is melting very fast,

Summer birds will come at last.

Sometimes a chill is in the air,

Other times it’s warm and fair.

Morning comes and birds do sing,

Evening time their voices ring.

Springtime brings new hope, new life,

Ending all of winter’s strife.

Warmth and beauty it does bring,

So wonder filled, is the spring.

©2021 Steve McLeod.

44 Comments on “Springtime, A Poem.

  1. Hi Steve! Wow, love poem! Well written and encouraging as I look out the window and see the blizzard raging. ❄️❄️❄️ 😂. Thanks, have a great day and evening! 😁🌞🌙

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    • Thanks so much Beverly!😁 It’s been a long time since I shared a poem, so figured it was time for another one.🤔🙂 I sure hope that doesn’t add up to too much snow for you!😬❄❄❄

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      • You’re welcome Steve! 😁 That is great you shared it with us! 👏👏 Thank you so much on the snow. We are all hoping it will be over by midnight, as forecasted with only 2-7 more inches of snow. 😬❄️❄️

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  2. Great poem Steve ! Each season brings their own beauty for us to behold ! Have a restful night , both of you ! ☕️☕️😺😴

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  3. God is in everyone and everything, after the winter comes the spring,
    The divine is never  limited by anyone or anything ,
    All that matter is a wonderful thing …

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