The winter drudge has claimed a heavy toll.
Now robins trill their joyous song of hope,
while daffodils are gilding nearby knoll
and morning glories bloom along the slope.
Their fragrance wraps itself around my soul.
Can winter blahs survive this outburst? Nope!
The resurrection washes over me
in Mother Nature’s springtime jubilee.
The Ottava Rima is an eight line Sicilian stanza with a rhyme scheme of abababcc, usually written in iambic pentameter. More about this form can be found at the following link: http://www.shadowpoetry.com/resources/wip/ottavarima.html .
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