Spring
arrives with a cartful of optimism,
to begin her work on the canvas;
fields of brown and blue.
New born calf moos; his first vocal practice;
old cowboy sings to his apprentice young,
to praise him for the calf he helped born;
mountain brook cheers the lad, proud,
what a good job he has done;
hawks dance round the sky.
Wrens return to the old nest;
move to the tree home, high and safe.
She takes a step back, to assess her work,
smiles; plans for the coming summer,
thinks that can wait;
for now, she’d enjoy what she has done;
dazzling hues; pink and green.
©Byung A. Fallgren
Byung A. Fallgren 
I really liked this poem.
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Many thanks, Jerry.
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A fine, uplifting, poem
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so pretty! I needed to hear this, to be lifted up today. God bless!
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Thanks so much. God bless you!
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Many thanks, Derrick.
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Very lovely
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Thank you.
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