I awoke to many voices
singing one song –
a praise to Spring –
some loud, some soft,
some raucous, some subdued, but all
welcoming this
new day. I don’t
know who was more
happy, them or me, the singers
or the one who
listens to such
full-throated song.
JDG
aholdingplace 
I find it funny, I keep reading ‘welcoming of spring’ poems today, and yesterday I wrote a poem saying goodbye to the winter.
I like how you break this up, nice quick lines. The final image of who is more blissful in the coming, the singers or the listener, is a very nice portrayal. I’ve never looked at it like that before, even just thinking of an everyday singer versus listener. It’s making me think of when I’m more happy, when I sing in the car or when I shut myself up and listen…. Very intriguing thought. 🙂
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Lovely nature poem. I just wish spring were actually here where I live.
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