The Voice of Spring: Mary Howitt

The Voice of Spring
Mary Howitt

"I am coming, I am coming!
Hark! the honey bee is humming;
See, the lark is soaring high
In the blue and sunny sky,
And the gnats are on the wing
Wheeling round in an airy ring.

"Listen! New-born lambs are bleeting,
And the cawing rooks are meeting
In the elms--a noisy crowd.
All the birds are singing loud,
And the first white butterfly
In the sunshine dances by.

"Look around you, look around!
Flowers in all the fields abound,
Every running stream is bright,
All the orchard trees are white,
And each small and waving shoot
Promises sweet autumn fruit."


This poem also sounds just like my little sister. My little sister is 8 and very artistic. But I think she'd much rather draw this poem than read it.

But if you just read through the poem, at least for me, it will come alive.