At Spring Equinox
At
winter’s
departure -
though I feel glad -
I must remember
that like human beings,
Mother Nature needs a rest
from her growing season; she will
reawaken at spring equinox,
shaking off her pretty white lace blanket.
For the vernal season, Mother Nature
dons her most beautiful green dresses.
From month to month I see her change
adornments - in March subtle;
In April and May, though,
she’s her fanciest
as colorful
buds peek out
from her
gown!
March 29, 2016 for the Celebration Contest of Shadow Hamilton
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