With every single breath you take
Each adding rain drops to the lake,
The flowers sing and grasses shake for
Spring, spring, spring
The robins sing as their nest they make,
Leaves unfold as tree branches shake,
It’s all too much for a man to take
Spring, spring, spring
The white has gone both sickles and flakes
Sun pierce the clouds as the cold it takes
The earth rejoices to God whom creates,
Spring, spring, spring
National Poetry Month
Poem Contest
2nd Place
