Flowers blossom, at your window,
Showing the beauty of spring.
Birds chirping on green, leafy trees.
The grass is lush, and beautiful.
Tulips, roses, and weeds, all dancing in meadows.
Bare-footed children, giggling and skipping.
The sky is blue with puffy clouds,
And joy is all around.
I sit on the grass, making rings of dandelions.
Rose bushes sway right and left,
Holding themselves confidently,
Leaving pretty petals on the ground.
Small worms, crawling in the mud,
Helping gardeners plant their flowers.
Life goes through many changes,
Just like these seasons.
This is a very nice poem, it beautifully describes the nature around, prevailing at your place at this time of the year. While reading your poem sitting far away, I had a feel that I was watching the scenario together with you. Well done. 'Bare-footed children, giggling and skipping. The sky is blue with puffy clouds, And joy is all around.' - Liked the scene. 'Small worms, crawling in the mud, Helping gardeners plant their flowers.' - I wonder how! 'Life goes through many changes, Just like these seasons.' - Truly philosophical observation. Rated this beautiful poem 10/10, as it well deserves.
That is one of the prettiest poem about springtime I've ever read! GB!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i don't remember any misspellings! what's going on here. am i going blind, or did you get a ghost writer? ? ? ? ! i really enjoyed this spring romp via poetry. very nicely done. my favorite lines: Small worms, crawling in the mud, Helping gardeners plant their flowers. .....i can picture those little guys now, with their little shovels in their......WAIT A SECOND! .....worms don't HAVE hands. thanks for sharing. i tend to agree with 'beach girl's' comment. thanks for sharing. it goes to MyPoemList. bri :)