Spring Poem by John May

Because the morning sun is gold
Because the smell of loam is bold
Because there's warmth within the cold
I know that I am Spring

Because the aspen boasts her leaves
Because upon me warm air cleaves
Because the red squirrel ‘round me weaves
I know that I am Spring

Because the zenith sun's aflame
Because the lake is clear and tame
Because the larkspur knows my name
I know that I am Spring

Because the crows above have scoffed
Because the dragonfly's aloft
Because the mossy rocks are soft
I know that I am Spring

Because the twilight moon is pale
Because of crickets in the dell
Because the nighttime chill is frail
I know that I am Spring