The springtime is filling
Earth's children with mirth.
The daffodil yellow, The south wind so mellow,
The gentle rain falling,
Upon the green earth.
The song sparrow singing, New life quickly springing,
All nature is telling
A tale of rebirth:
The deep wells of being, Beyond each day's seeing,
O'er flowing with new Life,
Restoring the earth.
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-David E. Bumbaugh
Spring, 1998
I'm sitting here with the windows open and listening to the birds singing. I just had to express my enjoyment of the moment on paper!
It's been an early Spring this year and I'm enjoying every minute of it. The flowering Redbuds and Dogwood trees thoughtout the city provide a beautiful landscape. My tulips and jonquils and flocks are bursting with color.
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