Here is a poem I wrote about - you guessed it - spring. I believe I wrote it last May.
Spring
Spring
The lush green grass grows lusher
Lusher, lusher, lusher, daily without fail
Making me unable to help but wonder ---
How could I be so incredibly blessed
To see before me all the beauty that I am able?
What did I accomplish to deserve
The view of utter beauty
That surrounds me this spring day?
What did I do to earn the merit
Of basking in the striking sunshine
Amid rose petals
Daffodil fragrance, and the voice
Of sprinkling water?
What momentous action did I accomplish
To be given the credit of so wonderful an ability
As to enjoy every sight, smell, sound, taste
That Mother Nature brings with spring?
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