all colours blend into a soft smooth green
the trees outside have taken on the hue
that shows that life is again turning new
what's not forgotten is that winter's been
if not too cold still brutal harsh and lean
we take our pleasure in the lovely view
for all our efforts it's a thing that's due
we want the world not just to be but mean
now if we go back to the scenes of youth
we take the colours plain and permanent
it's not the greens but yellows reds and blues
that strike our hearts that's the plainest truth
above us then the sky stretched a warm tent
and nature showed its richness in more hues
Odd ravings, comments, and other wastes of time. Some are in plain prose, yet others are in rhyme.
11 April 2007
once more the spring
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