Spring Is Coming Soon
Smelling so fresh, sounding her melody,
Parading herself, floral gallery,
Releasing the strength stored in seeds,
I’m always amazed; Spring’s toil seems carefree.
Nature does her work, so effortlessly;
God's regnant hand knows what Spring needs.
It’s still cold to me, I’m wearing a coat
Spring’s birds and buds have just reason to gloat.
Chilled to the bone, I don’t understand how
Orchards are blossoming brilliantly now.
Might Spring have a secret she heeds -
Instinctive skills only God can endow?
Never assuming or taking a bow,
Granted, Spring doesn’t mind a few weeds.
Stuck between winter’s cold and summer’s heat
Optimally, Spring’s labors will entreat
Our own personal efforts of rebirth,
New thoughts to transform our own wintry dearth.
written March 26, 2017
Laura Loo's acrostic, Spring Is Coming Soon contest
Copyright © Reason A. Poteet | Year Posted 2017
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