Days of Spring
The starkness of winter is left behind
In it's wake comes inbound spring
every step with joyful delight
She dressed herself with greenery
Putting on her finest dress
As her beauty is heightened the
Flowers poke their heads
laughing, dancing with delight
Colors of floral explosion appear
as her sweet scented perfume fills the air.
Birds are returning to her warmth
as she dances with the wind
The winter blues have begun to lift
Spring waltzes in on the incoming breeze.
Copyright © Phyllis Babcock | Year Posted 2013
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