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spring in the ozarks

 SPRING IN THE OZARKS

By Joan Hart
The spring equinox arrived weeks ago
And the sun began warming the earth
Alerting the trees and the shrubs to awaken
Tis the season to bring forth new birth.
The gardens spring up in rejoicing,
The lettuce and onions come through
Awaiting the gardeners first picking,
Awash in the morning’s first dew.
A profusion of blooms fills the hillside,
Reflections of the artist Monet
A mingling of colors, indescribable
In one glorious pattern arrayed.
Green is spring’s favorite color
Her palette overflows with its hues
It’s verdancy bathes every hillside
The trees overlapping in queues.
The season is pregnant with promise
Of bright summer days yet to come
With beaches and playgrounds and picnics
And games in the ball stadium
Spring doesn’t stay long in the Ozarks
Its days turn to summer too soon
So we treasure each moment and smell every lilac
As April and May turn to June.
There is nothing like spring in the Ozarks,
There’s just no better place to live
The earth has awakened with great jubilation
Her resurrection treasure to give.
© Joan Rowden Hart, May 14, 2017

 

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