Crocus Poem by Mark R Slaughter

A smile, a cheer! The crocus is near!
Unclasping its cup so to worship the sun:
A toll of imminent Spring in the air,
When daffodils rise and lap up their fun.

Your rich glowing colours have long last arrived,
Welcomed by snowdrops now leaving their prime.
What beautiful partnership Nature contrived -
Jolting my person to sing out this rhyme.

That time of year! The crocus is here!
Sprinkling the lawn so to break up the greens.
You sprite little flower with a look so sincere,
Chasing the gloom with kaleidoscope scenes!


Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2009