Tag Archives: poetry about spring

Flowering Trees

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Flowers fall,
Leaves begin to bud.
Flowers made fewer,
Flowers made prettier.

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Spring Green

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As far as I can see,
I see green.
The woods is greener
Than I’ve ever seen.

(At least for six months)

Green underbrush,
Green leaves on twigs,
A green canvass for the forest’s
Beautiful things.

Through clumps of green,
I see something glimmer,
The babbling,
Rattling, rambling river!

I feel it quiver,
I see it shine,
The river’s here for everything,
As much yours as mine.

Waiting

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Green points in garden
Shiny leaves, bright stems peak out
Flowers wait to bloom.

Waiting For Spring Buds

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Trees, outnumbered by
Evergreens,
Wait for buds.
Buds on one tree,
Buds on shrubs.

Please come soon, friend!
Where are you?
I’m waiting for my bud,
Too.

Spring Rhyme

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Buds on a shrub,
Buds on a shrub,
Tulips, trees, and
Buds on a shrub.

Go, calling crows!
Go, calling crows!
Serenade us,
Go, calling crows!