This was meant to be a poem about April Showers...this is what happened. England is so beautiful at this time of year, it is the very best.

Showers of Flowers.

Showers of Flowers.

Princess of Spring, she's here again,
showers of flowers and showers of rain.

How dearly we love Her! Welcome indeed,
but her reign, well, it passes with far too much speed.

Daffy-down-dillies, snowdrops and all,
these lovely Spring flowers, some small and some tall.

Forget-me-nots peeping,
they'll soon make a show -

- a blue mist of remembrance,
how sweetly they grow.

Soon will come Lilies-
of The Valley, so pure,

if your heart is in mourning,
here is a cure.

April we love you, I wish you would linger...
in my beech tree there tunes up a wonderful singer.

Spring starts the wheel of nature again,
showers of flowers and sweet April rain.

Poetry by normalil
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Written on 2008-04-19 at 00:33

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Oh, a poem precious beyond knowing. I love it so! Thou art a true poet to gather in nature and find it blissful. Sighing and sighing.

nature poems are a personal favourite of mine and once again you have provided me with a treat, your descriptive qualities are exceptional.

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Wonderful poem m, Norma , April showers waltering the flowers of hope , that spring brings us all. Thank you so much fore the joy of your wonderful poem.

Ken ( D Williams )

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This is charming and written with engaging honesty - I don't live in England - but I know England and this gave me a picture - poetry that does that - is wonderful

Elle x

Scharlie Meeuws
What a lovely poem! I found you as you have written so nice comments and I feel I have found a friend. How you describe Spring and your garden is just wonderful!