Sonnet: The Advent Of Spring Poem by Dr John Celes

The winter sun is dazzling overhead!
Its beauteous beams break through the boughs of trees;
The leafless branches, twigs seem as if dead;
Then winter’s silhouette almost near, will cease.

Some rain and mist has wet the earth with dew;
And soon, all trees will sprout forth leaves as well;
The snow has melted and the ground looks new;
’Tis time for spring to cast her magic spell!

The chillness lessens, month turns lesser cold;
The landscape changed will wear her raiment green;
Soon butterflies and insects will enfold;
The spring that comes will spread a splendid sheen!

Its flora, fauna, newer life will bring,
As end of winter marks the dawn of spring.

Copyright by Dr John Celes 21-09-2013