Good morning dear daddy,

Good morning dear mum,

Good morning dear Teddy,

It looks the spring has come.

 

Awakened at the dawn

My dream at once has gone.

I’ve heard the song of starling,

Our feathered friends are coming.

 

The sparrows are chirping,

The titmouse is whistling,

The starling pours the trills,

The warmth of spring it feels.

 

The magic sounds fill the world

The drops from roofs are pearled.

These drops are ringing,

The whole world is singing.

 

The sparrow’s song cares the ear,

Its sounds are magic and fair,

And here was my thought:

On its wings the spring was brought.

 

Birds are scurrying around

For a nest to be found.

All around is in the motion

Seeking for the devotion.

 

The starlings rise into the sky.

I also wish to fly.

My heart began to think,

The sun began to wink.

               ***

 

The days are getting longer and brighter.

A lot of time for a poet and a writer.

A lot of time to think everything over

And…….to become…….A Doer!

 

©Larisa Rzhepishevska

March 20^th, 2011