A Budding Artist
Spring imbues a refreshing
morning mist;
with a kiss of moisture,
and the promise of renewal.
A budding artist:
Spring saturates the scene
with gradients of green;
that morphs into a rhapsody of color.
Filling Her canvas
with floral beauty,
She flirts with the senses.
Fueling a tantalizing array
of scents and sounds,
that amplify our love
for Nature's purity and wonder.
The woods and fields get transformed
into a garden of wildflowers,
as Spring uplifts sagging spirits,
weighed down by the blues.
And suddenly, Winter's sullen, bleak look,
magically blossoms
into a rainbow of vibrant colors,
tethered to the whims of Spring.
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