Spring Attack Poem by vern eaker

There is a chill in the air, I’m well aware

Winter has not gone, seemingly its been long

Anticipating the spring, the warmth it will bring

Reminiscing years gone past, sunshine once cast

Anxious for fragrant scents, blooming arrogance

Foliage of brilliant green, wondrous colors seen

The return of birds to trees, frantic buzzes of bees

Desire grows stronger, each day grows longer

There is no going back, time for spring to attack