spring itsspring
When on the hillsides dew drops glow,
The grass there now begins to grow,
Along the paths new Violets there,
With a fresh new smell in the air,
Natures songs are everywhere,
The birds again begin to sing,
"Its spring!" "Its spring!"

~Robert (Bobby) Millar~

 Nature Talks 

 The poem is dedicated to those who still have dreams and love the nature.

Cellphone photo from:
Robert (Bobby) Millar
Schönau Germany

Don't just dream take a walk and live!