Springtime is here and winter is gone.
Now is the time for calves to be born.
Springtime is here, with new life bursting through.
There’s new leaves on trees and baby birds in nests too.
Springtime is here so wake up possum.
The sun now shines brighter and the wattle will blossom.
Springtime is here because it’s now September.
Let’s have Springtime fun until the end of November!

Photo from Pexels by Harriet B
I LOVE the fact that this poem shares the Southern Hemisphere’s springtime months September to November. Thanks Linda 🙂
such a beautiful poem!