Spring came softly, on a warm
bright morn,
Out of the branches which
greeted the day
With changing garments no
longer worn.
Snowdrops were fading,
dropping their heads,
Tired of winter and sitting
in snow.
Stalks began bending and
listing so low;
Blossoms, no longer white, took
to their beds.
Primroses peeked out, their
petals so bright,
Colors so brilliant they
seemed quite unreal;
Leaves hugged the ground,
and were soft to the feel:
Pillows of green nestled
closely and tight.
Daffodils daintily danced in
the breeze,
Trumpeting loudly their
songs of great cheer,
As tulips and hyacinths bravely
appeared,
Determined that sunshine would
trump any freeze.
Spring has arrived, and,
determined, shall stay!
Winter, begone! You have had
a long run;
Now it is time to replace
you with sun,
And brighten our mornings,
and lengthen our day!
© 2012 and 2013 by Diane S.
Jones
