Her Final Bow

Row upon row of long stemmed dandies, Yellow trumpets set to blare, 'Neath them growing, little snowdrops, Announcing spring is in the air. Songbirds sing sweet melodies, As on branches blossom grows, Life anew, is now stirring Spring arrives to steal the show. Purple crocus greet the Sun, With primrose and the hellebore, As pretty white anemones Decorate the woodland floor. Bleary eyed, creatures stir Days of slumber passing now, Time for all to awaken As winter, takes her final bow. Entry for CONTEST 565 ,ANY FORM OR NONE, ANY THEME, UP TO A MAX OF 20 LINES Poetry Contest Sponsored by Brian Strand. 25/2/19. Placed=1st.