Monday, November 16, 2015

Spring

When the wood ruff blooms,
When the butterfly takes wing,
When the bumble-bee hums,
Then its Spring.

When the cuckoo calls,
When the pipit starts to sing,
When the meadow glows green,
 Then its Spring.  

When the mayflies dance,
When the kestrel acts as king,
When the whole world smiles,
Then its Spring!  

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