Hurry Springtime How far is the spring? When will the birds sing? When will the wet days end And let sunshine in? How long must we endure Depression with no cure? Winter blahs are so dreary Of chilly cold we're weary. We yearn for springtime With it's wonders sublime, The warm sun upon our face, Vacations to our favorite place. Winter is nice for awhile But Spring brings the smiles. Winter should occur at Christmas Then just as quickly leave us. We most like to lazily bide Where we can repose outside Sitting beneath warm shade Sipping our sweet lemonade. So bring on sunshine's glow We're tired of ice and snow, Let birds sing their melodic tunes And flowers give sugary perfumes. Give us trips to ocean shores, Backyard barbeques galore. Please, spring don't be late We stand at the window and wait. ©Written by: Kenneth J. Ellison 02-20-04 Return   Poetry By Ken Guestbook   Email Ken To send this page to someone