Song Of Spring

Song Of Spring short poem

Uploaded by Mario Vitale

Today I heard a robin sing
Heralding the coming spring
A song of exultation to the sky
An ode to earth’s awakening

I saw a willow on the hill
It’s branches greening in the sun
And all the earth seemed hushed & still
And sleeping streams began to run

I heard a softly rising breeze
Whispering through the grass
Singing through the still bare trees
Waiting winter’s chill to pass

I saw the sun, so bright and warm
Warming the earth after the rain
The buds and leaves, no frost to harm
At least, at last, it’s spring again.

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Mario Vitale

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Mario William Vitale is a poet with over 1,000 toward his platform. Vitale was born October 23rd, 1970 in Bristol, Ct. Currently living in Wolcott, Ct where he helps as a care taker for his elderly handicapped mother Ann. Vitale is featured as a writer on Poetrysoup, Writerscafe & Allpoetry. Has a fan base on facebook with over 650 followers. He started writing poems in 1989 after the break up of his first girlfriend as a way to cope with life.
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