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Spring Poems

Springtime is my favorite season. As winter draws to a close, Spring Poems help us to look forward to sunny days, blooming flowers and fresh rains. Spring Poetry is one of my favorite types of Family Poems to share with my children and grandchildren. It reminds you that life begins anew each year and after the darkness of winter we can always count on the lightness of and life to return. That is what Spring Poems, are all about.
Love And The Spring Flower by John Carr
'Tis pity, ev'ry maiden knows, Just as she cools, Love warmer grows;
May by Fannie Sherrick
The world is full of gems to-day, The world is full of love; The earth is strewn with star-gemmed flowers That fall from skies above.
No Time Like Spring by Christina Rosetti
Frost-locked all the winter, Seeds, and roots, and stones of fruits, What shall make their sap ascend That they may put forth shoots? Tips of tender green, Leaf, or blade, or sheath; Telling of the hidden life That breaks forth underneath, Life nursed in its grave by Death.
The Gardeners by Anonymous
Now the wintry winds are gone, See how brightly shines the sun; The violet sweet and primrose pale, Now adorn the shelter'd vale.
Spring by Anonymous
Wintry winds no longer blow, Far away are frost and snow; Peeping from its grassy bed, The primrose rears its modest head;
The Dam Below The Mill by George Doneghy
The Springtime am a-comin', and the dogwood soon will bloom, With the blossoms ten times thicker than the green leaves are in June, And if yer want some pleasure that I nominate divine, Just git yer minnow bucket, and yer hook and pole and line, And slip away some mornin', when the weather's bright and still, And hang a four-pound jumper at the dam below the mill!
Where The Apple Trees Bloom by George Doneghy
There's the rose and the lily, the daisy and pink, And many rare flowers which others may think Are the fairest and best, the sweetest that blow, With delicious perfume, and colors that glow-- But go to the orchard and sniff the delight Of the incense that's shed by the pink and the white, And let the soul float away in a swoon On the ambient air where the apple trees bloom!
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