PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

  Spring is coming I saw a little willow tree

dancing in the breeze to the harmony of song birds and

  the buzzing of bees, The butterfly would flutter by kissing

  all the flowers the grass was green and fresh and clean,

  but led by April showers the daffodills, upon the hills

  all nod their heads in rhythm the blue bells rings,

   the robins sing and my heart joins in with them.