Poemattic: Poetry and Art for the Soul

I hear the sounds of Spring

sounds that make me want to sing

the songs of yesteryear

to conjure memories so dear

I hear chimes resounding

as the gentle breeze visits

the music is outstanding

energizing the spirit

I hear the flowers bloom

silently and confident

they know somehow

their beauty will rid us of all gloom

Spring is here again

faithful like an old friend

bringing us happiness

with every bud that grows.

Welcome Spring!

I am so glad you are here!