In gratitude for each new day,
As feathered friends their ditties sing,
Let every living creature say,
All Hail, the Advent of our Spring.
As Sun its early risings make,
May dullards not to blankets cling,
Tis time in chorus to partake,
All Hail, the Advent of our Spring.
Adore the colour of new blooms,
Fair daffodils delight do bring,
The atmosphere filled with perfumes,
All Hail, the Advent of our Spring!
Β©Meanderings2016
NIce post Bushka π And that picture is just splendid π Such beauty…
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Thanks Aishwarya! Pleased you like it….Hugs!
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So many of your writes should have music. This flowed as sweetly as a hymn. Beautiful words.
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Thanks…Yes! I can hear the lyricism…, inherent. π
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Ah yes…the birds are singing today…as am I:)xxx
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…and the colours are emerging apace…. π Hugs!
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your kyrielle is delightful and you make it seem so effortless! (I struggled with this form.) bravo!
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Thanks Melinda. Once I have the ‘catchy’ line, I seem to ‘receive’ the rest – with a little bit of refinery…. π Hugs!
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You’re welcome π So that’s the trick! π Now I know π
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Works for me…. π Hugs!
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π hugs to you too! That’s what matters!
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my exact thought…this can be a lovely hymn…it has great lyrical quality.
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Yes, I was left with a similar thought when I had written it. π Hugs!
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I was more than half way through reading it when I realized I was feeling the music in the rhythm. very nice
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Good! I’m glad about that. Intended to evoke such reaction…. π Hugs!
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you are one creative guy! I used to tell Bob that he was a “many splendered thing…” and indeed he was π
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Thanks P! Hugs! β€
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I think everyone has a creative vein if they see fit to unlock it.
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Sadly some people are never able to do so…even is they desperately want to do it….. π
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its a case of trying different art forms…I am the world’s worst artist, yet all of my kids and grands are artists or musicians.
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Hugs! β€
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remarkable that you are able to transmit your “melody” via your words. very cool
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Thanks….One can but try! π Hugs!
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I’m so glad the “grand dame” got to remain in the photo of the bevy of young beauties. π
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Yes…..Has to be there to complete the picture. π Hugs!
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Lovely poem, energising, I feel a spring in my step reading it…
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Good! Spring tends to do that. π Hugs!
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Lucky you. Nice bloom.
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Thanks Peter…..You have to wait a while for her return…. π
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What a lovely picture! I loved this, you had spring spot on…..brilliant.xxx
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Thanks D! Hope you could ‘hear’ the music…. π
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Reblogged this on The Butterfly's Den and commented:
hope you all enjoy this poem as much as I did;
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Thanks Deb! Hugs!
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Hello; I stumbled across your poems, and I couldn’t resist re blogging this one; nice to meet you, I look forward to reading more of your poems;) Deb
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Thanks Deb…You will know I have visited yours…and started following. Thanks for the re-blog. Hugs!
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