Sun, it is a’set’in.
Springtime arrives with hopeful intent.
Bedtime has come, as prayers are said.
Flowering bee’d beds, raise up their bloom’in heads.
Happy, flappy birds begin the next baby birdy boom on every bud’ning branch.
Starry, starry night. Full moon a’rising.
Sunny sides a’cookin in the morn’.
~ an EWK Poe’em ©2016 EWK
(inspired by a Springtime day)