Tag: spring

Cold May

Dark clouds gathered in the sky,

Raindrops splashed down in my eye.

A cold wind blows in though it’s May,

Sending us inside for another day.

Why can’t summer be here,

I wish it would last all year.

Some like the changing seasons,

But I don’t like the listed reasons.

Winter sports are not for me,

I do not want to skate or ski.

I prefer the summer sun,

Swimming, tanning or a run.

The cold May clouds finally part,

I guess we’ll take that for a start.

Springtime

Its springtime now and you know,

Things will soon start to grow.

The snow is finally in the past,

The freezing cold cannot last.

Shovels and sleds neatly stacked,

Coats and hats have been packed.

All the trees are turning green.

Flowers and plants can be seen,

In the fields and in your yard.

So, you best be on your guard.

With new growth, comes the bees,

Buzzing around flowers and trees.

Sunny days on the way,

Warmth is here to stay.

You prepare your picnic things,

And all that summertime brings.

Summer though is not quite here,

Let springtime bring some cheer.

Finally Spring

The warmth of the sun upon your face,

flowers appearing all over the place.

Spring is finally here,

a time that you hold so dear.

Winter snow has melted away,

cold weather once again at bay.

Your thoughts turn to warmer things,

and all that summertime brings.

But for now, there’s work to do,

rake the yard and pull weeds, too.

Plant the garden, mow the grass,

help your mom, don’t give her sass.

Your brothers help to get things done,

now you all can have some fun.

You ride your bikes and enjoy the day,

glad that summer is not far away.

The Return of Spring

Spring is hiding in the trees,

Hiding from the Winter breeze.

Snow still heaped on the ground,

Not one flower can be found.

But I know Spring will soon be here,

The sun will shine, the birds will cheer.

Warmth will return to the land,

Trees and flowers looking grand.

Fresh mown grass tickles my bare feet,

As I soak in the new Spring heat.

I pick strawberries, plump and fresh,

Biting into their succulent flesh.

I pick some more, continue on my way,

Enjoying this bright, Springtime day.

Baseball in Spring

Winter snow may blanket the land,

But I think of Spring, a time so grand.

Baseball, for me, is the first sign,

The crack of the bat, a sound divine.

Pitchers and catchers have reported to work,

That Cubs fan is bragging, oh what a jerk.

Fastballs and sliders, curveballs too.

Peanuts and popcorn, bubblegum to chew.

Florida and ‘Zona are the places to be,

If baseball is what you want to see.

Players take the field, the crowds cheer,

Hoping their team will win this year.

Free agents, rookies look to impress,

The final roster is anyone’s guess.

Spring is a time for getting fit,

Work on that swing, get a big hit.

Polish that fastball, work on your curve,

Stare down the batters with a steely nerve.

Baseball means that winter is done,

Now take the field and have some fun.