Springtime Air

 

Come follow me, I'll lead you where
The days are fine and nights are fair;
Where fields of clover, lush and green,
Will visit you within this scene --
       As March inhales the springtime air.

 

So come with me and we shall share
The freshness springtime can ensnare,
As fields of flowers thus convene.--
     Come follow me...

 

Springtime's approach to which we're heir
Will bring about winter's repair,
Where we shall witness sights serene
And glory in that to be seen.
No other season can compare.
     Come follow me...

 

Copyright © 2004 Dan Tharp

 

Example #2:

As I Was Warmed

 

As I was warmed by golden sun
And felt its peace when it was done,
A patch of clover, barely seen,
Reflected sun in jaunty green
As Winter fell and Spring had won.

 

I watched the children laugh and run.
I felt my spirit join their fun,
The lifting of a Winter screen
As I was warmed.

 

Time called for rain, but there was none.
A brand new season had begun
And March had painted pastel scene
As Jack Frost tried, once more, to glean
A final chill, but found not one
As I was warmed.

 

Copyright © 2004 Pam H. Murray