Spring – A Poem by June Nash

Spring came early this year.  It is only March and already temperatures in Michigan are in the upper 70’s.  I was out working in my yard.  When I finished, I sat down with a cup of tea.  I enjoy this beautiful weather!

This picture was taken of the early spring flowers surrounding the birch tree in front of my home by my daughter.

Spring

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Cleaning up flower bed

Removing old and dead

foliage.  Spring lifts her head.

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Sit down, with cup of tea

Natures bliss surround me.

Open senses let be

in touch with nature, free.

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Kick off shoes, grass cool, wet.

Smell damp dirt, hear quiet

Songs of insects, then get

A sense of natures profit.

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Enjoy first taste of spring,

Watching that which earth bring.

Listen now, the birds sing.

–                – June Nash

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