|Got the cute bucket at Walmart for $1.00...added dianthus and snapdragons|
Thought I would share a quaint little poem of mine today,one with a little "old english" flare :)
Spring brings out the young in thee
along with the blossoms on thy tree.
No more tender a time may be,
than when winter takes its formal leave.
Then comes Spring, tis with it brings
green grass,and other growing,living things.
Fare'thee well to winter,for Spring has sprung
Now go gather ye flowers,not but a few!
Amongst the fields, you will find them waiting for you.
Fill ye vases for your cottage or home, to
welcome friends and family who have from thee roamed.
Or, suppose ye just, to welcome Spring, for as we know
Spring is a very welcoming thing. SB