Beatrice M. M. Connell

Spring Miracles


In spring

the Meadowlarks

chime in tune

The song of the crickets telling Summer’s soon.

Birds fly free like the gentle spring breeze

That rustles the branches of a peaceful

Apple Tree full of rosy blossoms.

As the blossoms fall they’re like the April

Rains coming down to tell the seeds nestled in

The earth’s soil that May is soon to come.

Soon it is May and the pony’s foals frolic in the

Blooming meadows while the Cows moo

a long slow



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