With salutations I greet Spring
new born warmth, nature brings.
Jewels of sunlight touching down
painting patterns on the ground.
Flowers yawn, address the day
gentle breezes softly sway.
Rustling leaves, whispering air
joyous Spring is everywhere.
copyright by heather burns
This will be my poem, I arrived here on spring, and I am loving every minute of it,a very timely poem, hope it is dedicated to me.LOL