Winter has passed the torch to Spring.
The complexion of the land is new.
There's a beautiful glow on everything.
Now freshly painted skies are blue.
Young flowers glisten in the dew.
Our spirits rise high as the trees.
Warmth greets us in the scented air.
With just enough crispness to please.
See joyful people everywhere.
Spring has arrived with style and flair.
written Sunday February 12th,2012
for contest"english quintain a spring day"
sponsored by Francine Roberts