Soon Be Spring
Your time has come, oh bush so green,
Soon your blooms will all be seen,
The bees will flock to your heady scent,
Buzzing and dancing in their content.
But what of you when your blooms do go?
Of course! Now the fruit of their labours will grow.
By
Bill S Graham
Love your poem Bill and wish it were spring right now! We are facing the Fall here soon followed by an unforgiving winter! I love spring because there are two seasons between it and our brutal winters.
Thanks for sharing this lovely poem with us.
Lovely poem bill, thank you xxx