Nature's awakening The Spring sun shone silently. Nature roared to life. Robins and sparrows burst into a cacophony of chirps and whistles. Tress and grasses greened and grew, crackling, in the woods. Flowers, budded and burst brilliantly; the yellows, the reds, the blues and all the shining, shimmering dew filled buds brimmed, beautifully. And I whistled a morning tune as basked in Nature's awakening. © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ If you enjoyed this poem, please find more of my writing here.
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