Poetry for Napowrimow 30 in 30

ninth poem 9th day Napowrimo

Spring Time


by Lisa Noe





Spring has sprung


now it's begun


birds sing


and flutter their wings





butterflies float about


and the hound gives a shout


grass grows tall


now through fall





off to the beach we go


swim in the ocean like so


flowers in bloom


rain falling too soon





It is the spring


I want to sing


joy be with you


what ever you do