Gerald Bosacker, Spring</head><body><center><center><img src=http://www.saviodsilva.com/p1.gif border=0 alt=Saviodsilva></center><hr color=3C00FF size=4><br><font size=4 face=arial><b><a href=33.htm>Gerald Bosacker</a></b></font><br><center><img src=http://www.saviodsilva.net/poem/a/1.JPG border=0 alt=Poem></center><br><font size=3 face=arial><b>Spring</a></b></font></center><blockquote><blockquote><p align=left><font face=arial size=2><b>When tepid March winds, start to blow,<br>we lose old drifts of winter's snow<br>to bless farm fields with anxious mud,<br>and rivers poised for springtime flood.<br>Exhausted wind by All Fool's Day<br>leaves April clouds of sodden gray.<br>We know spring showers fulfill a need<br>for last years crop of thirsting seed.<br>On May days though the sun burns bright<br>and Lilac blooms perfume the night,<br>while anxiously some lovers kiss<br>with hope that June brings mated bliss</b></font> </blockquote></blockquote><hr color=0000ca size=3><center><font size=2 face=arial><b><a href=http://www.isavo.net/poem/sk3.htm>This Poem's Index Page 1</a><br><a href=http://www.yensa.net/poem/sk3.htm>This Poem's Index 2</a><br><a href=http://www.isavo.com/poems.htm>Poetry Website</a><br><a href=http://www.saviodsilva.com>Saviodsilva</a><br><a href=http://www.isavo.com>Isavo Site</a></b></font></center><SCRIPT LANGUAGE=JavaScript SRC=http://www.saviodsilva.org/r/fantasy.js></SCRIPT></body></html>