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The Ballade Of Butterflies

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Because we never build a nest
And no one of us ever sings,
We are the butt of every jest
That strutting loud-mouthed robin flings.
Unless the field with laughter rings
And we are meek in our replies
His claws and beak to bear he brings;
Have pity on all butterflies!

Since we are of no home possessed,
And have no joy in courts and kings,
And love on working-days to rest,
The name of ‘Idlers’ to us clings.
On all our gypsy travellings
They follow us with jeering cries.
From every rose a spider springs;
Have pity on all butterflies!

A little thing is our request-
Some peace from nets of sticks and strings,
An hour to feel the sunlight’s zest,
To ‘scape the deadly bee that stings.
From hostile fortune’s bolts and slings
Give us release ere Summer dies-
We dread the Winter’s threatenings;
Have pity on all butterflies!
L’ENVOI
Great Pan, kind lord of living things,
Look on us now with friendly eyes.
We pray to you on trembling wings,
Have pity on all butterflies!

 

– Joyce Kilmer

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Visions Of Spring

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Honey blossom and apple trees
Daffodils and bumble bees
Tulips in bloom, lambs are born
Dew drops on grass in the early morn
Maypole ribbon and painted eggs
New born fowls with their wobbly legs
Chicklets hatching, bunnies jumping
These are my favorite visions of spring

 

– Nicola Burkett

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Spring Awakening

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Spring Awakening
It is nice to see you again
Finally you are back after a hard winter
It is too bad that you don’t stick around much longer because when Summer comes you are gone again for another year that is long
I am always sad wen you go away to sleep for another year
Spring awakening
The sun shines in my face
You warmth I love
I also love the sunsets at the end of the day
When I arrive home I can smell the smell of the flowers from my Driveway
I can’t bug you to stay because you belong to mother nature
Mother Nature has a special way to do things for the people here on Earth
Spring Awakening
The days are longer and beautiful

 

– Aldo Kraas

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Spring Spring Come

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Spring spring come
Full of growth and song
Your bright blossom
Is what my eyes long
Spring spring give
Growth and all new life
So again we live
After winter strife

Spring spring oh love
Everything is glowing
Blue heavens above
Every gray is going
Spring spring oh dream
Flowers in young
Fairytale it seem
As we love and long

Spring spring oh dear
Now you are coming
For May is near
With fairest blooming
Spring spring days
And fragrance in air
Colorful are your ways
I love to have you here

 

– Peter S. Quinn

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Spring

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Birds’ love and birds’ song
Flying here and there,
Birds’ songand birds’ love
And you with gold for hair!
Birds’ songand birds’ love
Passing with the weather,
Men’s song and men’s love,
To love once and forever.

Men’s love and birds’ love,
And women’s love and men’s!
And you my wren with a crown of gold,
You my queen of the wrens!
You the queen of the wrens —
We’ll be birds of a feather,
I’ll be King of the Queen of the wrens,
And all in a nest together.

 

– Alfred Lord Tennyson

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Before You Thought Of Spring

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Before you thought of spring,
Except as a surmise,
You see, God bless his suddenness,
A fellow in the skies
Of independent hues,
A little weather-worn,
Inspiriting habiliments
Of indigo and brown.

With specimens of song,
As if for you to choose,
Discretion in the interval,
With gay delays he goes
To some superior tree
Without a single leaf,
And shouts for joy to nobody
But his seraphic self!

– Emily Dickinson

 

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Flower God, God of Spring

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Flower god, god of the spring, beautiful, bountiful,
Cold-dyed shield in the sky, lover of versicles,
Here I wander in April
Cold, grey-headed; and still to my
Heart, Spring comes with a bound, Spring the deliverer,
Spring, song-leader in woods, chorally resonant;
Spring, flower-planter in meadows,
Child-conductor in willowy
Fields deep dotted with bloom, daisies and crocuses:
Here that child from his heart drinks of eternity:
O child, happy are children!
She still smiles on their innocence,
She, dear mother in God, fostering violets,
Fills earth full of her scents, voices and violins:
Thus one cunning in music
Wakes old chords in the memory:
Thus fair earth in the Spring leads her performances.
One more touch of the bow, smell of the virginal
Green – one more, and my bosom
Feels new life with an ecstasy.

 

Robert Louis Stevenson

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