It is springtime wildflowers are blooming everywhere
Hues of yellows and lavenders a glorious display of natures beauty
My eyes have seen it all before but these days I seem to notice it more
I see all the little things the different shades of green
I hear the birds twittering even so unseen
I enjoy seeing the ocean whether stormy or calm
I love to watch a sunset such a breathtaking view
I am thankful for each sunrise to start each day new
Renate Dartois
Martin Derksema, 3 months ago
Beautiful poem, Renate. A poem that gives me go-power.
Anartist, 3 months ago
and spring is within the words well done
Hosny Soliman, 3 months ago
The sprintime is the time of the nature joy which reflect on our life.Lovely words as you and thr sprintime Renate.
GittiArt, 3 months ago
Hi Renate love your poem , the winter is back here and I only can dream of springtime ( LOL ) .......Send you shining light and a comfortable breeze of fresh ideas – creativity keeps the wheel going !