Spring Clean
There upon the apron of the meadow by the stream, Were celandines cavorting wildly jostling to be seen. Around about …
There upon the apron of the meadow by the stream, Were celandines cavorting wildly jostling to be seen. Around about …
Exquisite is the stillness found in spring As nature wakes to every living thing— Fresh fields of poppy, phlox, and …
What voices sing “Here comes the Spring!”? Whose wispy chatter, tart and gay, awakens each and everything? Who fills this …
What has become of flighty mistress Spring? That season that delights in our dismay. Twice now I’ve seen a robin …