What does spring mean to you?
Leave me a comment with a few poetic lines describing what spring means to you. For each comment you leave you will be entered to win these Think Spring copper wire and freshwater pearl earrings. Please make sure to leave an email address so I can contact you if you win.
Don’t be shy, have fun and pay a little homage to spring!
What does spring mean to me?
Sun-filled days and cool nights,
Finding reasons to go outside.
Nodding petals basking,
In the warmth and light,
Bursting blooms throughout the day.
Sweet scents floating on the wind,
Anticipating the soft summer breeze to come.
Earrings dangle ¾” from bottom of earwire.
Please submit all entries by 9:00pm (EST) April 24. The winner will be announced the evening of Sunday, the 26th of April.
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ReplyDeleteA few poetic lines for Spring:
ReplyDeleteHow beautiful is the Spring:
In a narrow lane, walked through
Brightens our mood, Oh what a beautiful Spring!
Flowers blossom, Oh how beautiful it is
Made our heart to fall in love with,
Brigten our eyes with their sweet perfume,
"Come to me, come to me, come to me
Touch me how you feel and forget your worries,
Relax and enjoy with me whisperd their bright and glossy leaves;
What a beautiful nature, God made:
God loved us to show our happiness
when Spring blossoms the rest of the day!
rajikarthik@hotmail.com
Spring brings me back....way back...to simpler times like...
ReplyDeleteskipping down the side walk on the way to school
and
looking up at the budding trees
and
feeling such a rush of excitement
and
not having the words to describe my joy.
(thanks for getting me to slow down enough to reflect on those carefree times!!!)
Spring....
ReplyDeletewaking up early to a bright sunny day
putting on shorts and walking by the bay
finding more inspiration for creating
things that I love to make
butterflies, flowers, and bees - my favorite
photos to take
Spring is my favorite time of the year!
littlepinkplum@ymail.com
Spring, she sighs a reassuring breath of life into the winter's sleepy ground. The first peeks from the Red Budd trees guiding the bumble bees to dance circles in the air. The longer days giving hope to bigger dreams. Spring, no matter the world's state, reminds us that nature is constant. This comforts me. :)
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