A Gentle Conquest Poem by djemoi talbi

16) A gentle conquest

The sun is mopping up the humidity

From the city street

The green in the country is fighting

The snow and about to defeat



After a deserved, short death in winter

Nature is again on its feet

Birds are eager to spread the news

All over, and tell every one they meet



Spring is about to arrive

With a busy life, active, but more sweat

A gentle conquest, taking over earth and oceans

No weapons; no military fleet