Project 365 - Day 39 Spring

I learned poetry early.  My dad had a knack.  So yesterday, when I needed a bit of spring to shoot, I thought of him. I found him in his favorite spring flowers.  And as I waited for the shadows to come out to play, I thought of his favorite spring poem.

Today, I share his flowers and his poem.

Spring has sprung
The grass has riz
I wonder where
The birdies is