BR Belletryst
Response
Where Is Spring? –A Poem
By Phyllis Weissman
Inspiration Piece
Calendar claims it is spring,
Mother Nature disagrees.
Cold winds blow,
Come flurries and snow.
Flowers take peeks,
They play hide and seek.
Rain and sun,
Children can run there’s outside fun.
Spring please come and stay,
They anxiously say.
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3 Comments
This angel baby certainly appears to be holding tight to a beautiful season! Lovely!
I just love this photo!
The photograph is the perfect representation for the poem. Beautiful chubby baby ~ holding the flower is brilliant!