I’m
longing for Springtime again,
With
Mother Nature’s new spell
Of
nurturing life to grow well
With
both plenty of sun and rain,
And
flourishing with her nourishing
Blossoming
life will be blooming,
Which
is pleasing for us looking
As
it can be a pleasant blessing.
With
enthusiasm I am very keen
To
walk again in pastures green,
To
see the odd gushing stream
With
birds washing to keep clean.
My
smiling face will be all aglow
To
see the pretty flowers on show.
©
Andrew Stevenson 10/02/2018
Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.
Your sonnet made me think of the joy of watching birds slashing in water. They always fill me with delight! Wishing you delight in your new day, Andrew!
ReplyDeleteThank you Louise, for your kind words. Birds are delightful. Blessings to you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.
DeleteDear Andrew your love for life, seasons, and all comes out beautifully in this poem and your many others I read here.. keep on with the lovely sharing of yourself... love and prayers.. joy
ReplyDeleteThank you Joy, for your kind words. I'm an open book to read with my heart on my sleeve! Glad you've enjoyed reading my pieces. Love and prayers to you too. God bless. Love love, Andrew. Bye.
DeleteI too am longing for spring Andrew. This cold weather is so tiresome. Lovely sonnet.
ReplyDeleteYvonne.
Thank you Yvonne, for your kind words. Spring is thankfully only around the corner! Blessings to you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.
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