A Windy Day In Spring

 You should have heard the wind Roaring in my orchard One fine spring day in May He was so full of himself He almost blew the trees away Why he was in such a foul mood Even the robins couldn’t say All I know for sure Is that once he

Spring

 Spring with your blossoms So pink and white Please stay awhile don't leave me During this early morning light Your fragrant beauty so fragile Is a captivating call Of leafy boughs and melodious birds For I can see them all This moment is a transient time Beyond the world’s hourly