A Carpet Of Green
No season surpasses Spring,
though, Fall's a close contender.
Spring embodies warm winds to melt the snow,
a searing sun traversing bright blue skies,
and an earthy fragrance that greets each breath.
Icicles soon melt away,
disappearing drip by drip.
And under a blanket of warm, moist air,
snowdrops and crocuses are first to show;
followed by tulips poking from the snow.
And ice-packed rivers break free,
once more, flowing out to sea.
Migrating flocks of geese honk in mid-flight,
signaling that they are heading back home,
while a Robin starts hunting for dew worms.
Wildflowers perfume the air,
as color spreads everywhere.
And cerulean skies gather rain clouds
while canopies shelter nesting songbirds,
and chlorophyll inks a carpet of green.
April showers bring the rains
that fuel life's renewal.
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