The beauty of all that lies in nature <br />Come to me blue bird and sing <br />I want to hear my mama calling <br />Little one come to mama, it's spring <br /> <br />Under the trees laying on the ground <br />The shade of all that seek the cool <br />I hear other mamas calling <br />The spring is no place for wooly wool <br /> <br />My ears feel the burning of the echoes <br />What once lay upon the mounds of snow <br />Little creatures scamper all around the path <br />Just enough to brush the hanging willow <br /> <br />I hear familiar voices calling out to me <br />Running breathlessly toward the spring <br />Soft, soothing, reassuring, whispers <br />Calls the colors that the new life brings <br /> <br />All you little ones of mother nature <br />Come here let me feel your face <br />What will I do with all the daisies <br />Loves me, Loves me not, fall in the eve of day <br /> <br />As God talks to all that has gathered round <br />In the distance I hear my mama calling again <br />I think I will go home this time <br />She will wonder where I've been<br /><br />Lagaya Evans<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/come-to-mama-it-s-spring/
