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Once upon a time, in a land far away, there was a song. Let’s see, how did it
go? “Spring has sprung, the grass has ‘riz, I wonder where the birdie is?”
Oh no! That wasn’t a song, That was a poem by, hmmmmmm I forget.
Oh yes! It was Robert Frost:
Spring Has Sprung by Robert Frost
Spring has sprung, the grass has ris’,
I wonder where the birdie is?
There he is up in the sky,
He dropped some whitewash in my eye!
I‘m alright, I won't cry,ı
I'm just glad that cows can't fly!
And so, Robert Frost, you put me in a poetic mood.
Spring, I’m Wise to You
The flower beds beckon to me,
Yes surely, through my window I see
Jonquils waving their saucy bud
Coming through last nights mud.
They ask, “Where is she who tends,
The earth around and lends
A trusty hoe to rake away
All these weeds who stray?”
“Our beds must be made
Even though clouds parade
Blocking the rays of sun
Must we play alone? No fun!”
“Oh bother,” I nod my head,
“It’s spring and I’m not dead.
I’ll breathe your sweet earth,
Around you like a horse’s girth.”
Poem by Donna
go? “Spring has sprung, the grass has ‘riz, I wonder where the birdie is?”
Oh no! That wasn’t a song, That was a poem by, hmmmmmm I forget.
Oh yes! It was Robert Frost:
Spring Has Sprung by Robert Frost
Spring has sprung, the grass has ris’,
I wonder where the birdie is?
There he is up in the sky,
He dropped some whitewash in my eye!
I‘m alright, I won't cry,ı
I'm just glad that cows can't fly!
And so, Robert Frost, you put me in a poetic mood.
Spring, I’m Wise to You
The flower beds beckon to me,
Yes surely, through my window I see
Jonquils waving their saucy bud
Coming through last nights mud.
They ask, “Where is she who tends,
The earth around and lends
A trusty hoe to rake away
All these weeds who stray?”
“Our beds must be made
Even though clouds parade
Blocking the rays of sun
Must we play alone? No fun!”
“Oh bother,” I nod my head,
“It’s spring and I’m not dead.
I’ll breathe your sweet earth,
Around you like a horse’s girth.”
Poem by Donna
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