Everything is turning green
Spring is just around the bend
Birds are singing everywhere
And Sonya’s got a cold
There’s a red bird on the patio
Sun’s a'shining, clouds'll have to go
Cat’s a'sneaking through the underbrush
And Joker colored a shoe
Yes Springtime’s coming
With all of it’s irony
Sunshine and common colds
Flu bugs and swimming holes
Springtime’s coming
With picnic’s and tornadoes
Sunburns and fishing poles
Won’t you hurry up Spring
Copyright by CR. Clark-April,1976
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Richard, You write beautifully ' Won’t you hurry up Spring' - I do not hurry... Me has liked your gentle and beautiful pictures of spring... Tsira