Swirling winds and fogging trees,
Barren fields, barring dreams of
Flourished greens and misting streams,
Fluttering meadows and chirping birds,
Checkered blankets upon the grass,
Fresh strawberries dripping down my lap,
Sweet lemons and crunchy watermelons,
Penny rain with no refrain,
Tiny buds and buzzing bees,
The earth alive, dancing free
Life beyond my wildest dreams,
The long awaited Season of
Spring
Yes, Spring! I love it. Keep'em coming.
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ReplyDeleteHello Madison. so good to know you through your profile on the blogger and the blog post. I am glad to stop by your blog post and go through that beautiful composition of a poem on Spring time. I am from Mumbai, India and I have been in the Pastoral ministry for last 37yrs in this great city of Mumbai a city with great contrast where richest of rich and the poorest of poor live. We reachout to the poorest of poor with the love of Christ to bring healing to the broken hearted. we also encourage young and the adults to come to Mumbai to work with us during their vacation time. We would love to have you come with your friends to Mumbai to work with us during their vacation time. I am sure you will have a life changing experience My email id is: dhwankhede(at)gmail(dot)com and my name is Diwakar Wankhede. Looking forward to hear from you very soon. God's richest blessings on you.
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