Springtime Sights Poem by Phil Soar

I don't imagine anything can beat this
Eyes that take in the various shades of green
That for months have been a shade of brown
and now begin to take on a strange variety
and as you marvel at the complexity
interspersed there are yellows and whites
and buds begin to furnish the open with news
they say that we should have patience
and we will be rewarded with a multitude of sights
ever visible, ever emerging,
and giving us a personal experience
that's hard to forget
Springtime