in Just- spring when the world is mud- luscious the little lame baloonman whistles far and wee and eddyandbill come running from marbles and piracies and it's spring when the world is puddle-wonderful the queer old baloonman whistles far and wee and bettyandisbel come dancing from hop-scotch and jump-rope and it's spring and the goat-footed baloonMan whistles far and wee
Monday, March 15, 2010
Posted by Angie
Yes, I admit it. I have spring fever. The weather yesterday was so gorgeous. All the snow has melted in our backyard, the irises are coming up and I even spotted a few crocuses near the house. We walked around Lake Como in the evening and took pictures of the ducks. Anyway, to celebrate spring, i thought I'd share my favorite spring poem by e.e. cummings. Also, I entered a first 250 words contest hosted by fellow Awer Amanda Plavich. Head on over and vote for your favorite!