Poems b y Betty Vande Veere
BITS OF SPRING A bit of tangled wildwood, Shot thru with gleams of sun, A n d birds a-singing madly T o show the Spring's begun. A merry little brooklet O ' e r pebbles skips along, Striving as it journeys T o sing a new spring song. A purple-hued violet. Peering forth so shy F r o m the depths of her dark green shelter A bit of fallen sky.
LOVE-SONG O, it's deep in love P m fallin' While the voice of spring's a-callm" And the sky's a glimmerin', shimmerin' sheet o" blue. O, the golden sun's a-shinin And the heart o' me is pinin' For the dearest thing in life, and that is you. O . the buds an" grass, an' flowers And the fickle little showers An" the matin" birds a-singin pledges true. Are a-singin' every minute That the world has nothin' in it But the smilin", lovin' creature that is you.
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