[Lady Jag]

A wonderful weekend to everyone!

Early Spring

When the waving heavens are soft Cool inside the birth of green— And the snowdrops filter Through the blades and leaves Budding and leafing A rosy reflection—a mist of chill, A pillow of muse in all its glory And glistening, never blinding A fading, a release, A relinquishing on all That is cold and vacant. When the birds are plump And wild with nature— Seeking a link of rebirth. Early spring, when the World reopens to your embrace And there is no need for cover, For protection— All you need is one smile— And muse to live. Early spring: when birth Is a little gold, a little white. Masiela Lusha

[Lady Jag]

[yorkie]

Rodgers And Hammerstein

My Favorite Things

Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens
Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens
Brown paper packages tied up with strings
These are a few of my favorite things

Cream colored ponies and crisp apple strudels
Door bells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles
Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings
These are a few of my favorite things

Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes
Snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes
Silver white winters that melt into Springs
These are a few of my favorite things

When the dog bites
When the bee stings
When I'm feeling sad
I simply remember my favorite things
And then I don't feel so bad.

[JustAmy]

LadyJ, Thank you for that wonderful poem and the Early Spring graphic.
Both are great.

Thank you for your many contributions.