The winter’s snow says a faint good bye as it slowly fades away.
Forest green soon to cover the landscape as spring showers spray.
An Angel stands among the mist, draped in a shimmering white veil.
In her hands she holds a gift for all to enjoy along the trail.
It is the gift of tiny buds from which sensual spring flowers blossom.
She spreads them on the earth, smooth, symmetrical and awesome.
On the first day of spring,
the magpies and robins serenade,
with sounds of true beauty that only birds can bring.
The sun shows it’s beautiful face as it comes from behind the haze,
and the buds lift their tiny heads above the earths green shade.
Soon as if lifted from a mother’s womb, the birth of creeping flowers.
The scent of aromatic beauty, the mist of warm rain showers.
The coming of spring has taken it’s place, a new season has begun.
Spread your wings, celebrate, rejoice and have some fun.
Written: Feb.2008
welcome friend i read your poem..after reading it, special freshness and fragrance come into mind which give energy to me to do something worthwhile.i think your poem is true reflect of greenery all around.this is master piece of you. thanks bye
Love spring warmer days are coming again, days that never seem to end.. Andy 10
The metamorphosis beginnings are decorated by Mood … involves aroma of spring … 10...
Wonderful, descriptive poem. It even helps me to appreciate winter more.
A lovely word painting of spring. The four seasons lend themselves to poetry. Always your friend, Sandra
Mel, how we long for spring in all its glory. Awesome imagery you have shared with us with this wonderful poem. Top marks and thanks for sharing it my friend. David
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Refreshingly spendid write, young lady...like tyour employment of a single-space structure...lends advantaged impact to each line...HAPPY ST. PATRICK'S DAY! ~ FjR ~ ..2008..