poem by Birgitta Abimbola Heikka

[Birgitta Abimbola Heikka]

I am submitting a revised version of my Spring poem

--REVISED (Unpublished)

The Lady in Spring Sandals

A herd of ducks quacking

and a chorus of birds squawking

brought a smile to my face.

Out of bed, I escaped, and ran to the lake

Yes, she has arrived for the ice cake

has melted away!

Happy ducks sail with pleasure

around a canoe paddled with leisure

by a young man donning a hat on his face

The naked trees stand straight and lean

waiting to be clothed  in green

by the lady promenading in sandals pink

Camellias, cherries, peonies

lilacs, laurels and lilies soon will bloom

Violet, yellow, white and pink

Everywhere the mystic lady will spring

and back to the living light will bring

chasing to Siberia stale Winter’s gloom.

 Birgitta

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