Spring

Southland Times, Issue 22999, 19 September 1936, Page 22 (Supplement)

Spring

—VERY HIGHLY COMMENDED—

Oh, Spring you are so lovely, With your flowers so gay, And your yellow sunshine, Which brightens up the day. Little calves you bring with you, And lambs of snowy white; Little foals that gambol, And birds with colours bright. Oh, Spring, you make me happy, And how I laugh and play, And then I think of you, The live long day. —3 marks to Cousin Joyce Howden M.A.C. (11), Mataura Island.

—HIGHLY COMMENDED— Tile thrushes, robin-redbreasts, too, melodiously sing, For up the aisle so stately, comes most beautiful Queen Spring. With hurried footsteps, Winter flees away from Earth’s fair realm, To dwell within another land, where grows the ash, the elm. The pixies crowd round, to espy the Queen so gay and fair While loyal subjects, elves and gnomes, come forth from far and

near. Joyous times are here again, and church bells sweetly ring, Our sovereign is re-enthroned, Harrah! for our Queen Spring! —2 marks to Cousin Albert Moore A.C. (10), 57 St Andrew street.

—HIGHLY COMMENDED— Spring comes tripping softly, In gown of snowy white, Through the meadows and the gardens Making them all bright. She wakened all the singing birds. The golden daffodil, The drooping, tender snowdrop The sparkling, dancing rill, The shy wee purple violets, The sweetest wild blue-bell. The whistling, crooning blackbird The pansies in the dell. Spring is the sweetest little maid All happiness and mirth, She brings the gambling little lambs And all new things on earth.

—2 marks to Cousin Ray McLeay M.A.C. (13), Otahu-Blackmount R.D., Otautau.

—HIGHLY COMMENDED— A pearly morn all dew-bedecked Brings forth a joyous day; Soft breezes laden o’er with scent Of Spring’s sweetest array. ’Tis sweet Springtime, ’tis sweet ” Springtime, "The birdies seem to sing As sweet pink roses, bright, but shy To pretty arches cling. Unfurled pansies are massed in clumps, Allure the wayward bee. While Mother thrush with dainty grace Flies here and there with glee. Away and yon the azure depths, The lark sings in the sky, While joy and sunshine rules the world Till bright Springtime goes by. —2 marks to Cousin Catherine McGillivray (14), Menzies Ferry.