Into the New Spring

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The golden pixie’s honeyed voice renews Spring’s fresh blooms join birds’ melodious song When springtime melts lingering winter blues In soft goodbye song sung upon winds strong. Smell of flowers, trees budding getting green Sun shines bright, the sky blue like cornflower Buzz of honeycombs glisten, golden sheen Imbued with the sun’s glorious power. Butterflies flutter, from their wings no sound In new tree limbs, blue bird builds nesting spot Below, field of flowers cover the ground Mother bird feeds chicks from her insect pot. Let us lift our voices, let our souls sing Rejoice in new spring, birth of everything.