Saturday, March 25, 2006

spring

I went out to feed my chickens and all though frost was on the ground I could feel spring just around the corner. Spring is a great time of year, the earth is reborn.
The dogwood trees will soon put on a gown of white and the red bud will cover the hills with a red glow.
The wild plum will have white fairy fingers for all to view.
The spring gives a promise of things to come.
Bird are chirping and singing a song of joy.
Soon they will be busy feeding their young in the branches around my door.
The dandelion will show bright golden heads.
Yes I love the spring.

1 comment:

Linda@VS said...

You said you can't write poetry, but I beg to differ. This is very poetic, Patsy.