Trickle down my windowpane in March,
April, and May producing assorted flora
to perfume my room and brighten a
dismal day. Flush green pollen so my
asthma stays at bay and refresh stale air
that hovers low and refuses to go away.
Leave sudden heavy down- pours to deep
oceans and lakes; renew green fields with
spring showers for all that earth makes.
Please I ask you come softly at night and
lull a peaceful sleep assuring no one wakes,
leaving your pressure low, helping a tired
old body to refuse its aches.
Lightly shed your tears upon me, cleanse
pores and rejuvenate the thirsty tree. Slowly
pass spring showers over desert and dried lea,
cool the air parched from bursts of post summer
heat I plea, allowing moistening residue to flow
to the sea…
Copyright © 2013 By Caryl S. Muzzey
Second Place Winner ~ "Spring Showers" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Russell Sivey
April 30, 2013