Spring Is In the Air
The scent of something sweet is in the air
as winter thaws. The grass will soon see dew.
The dismal days are finishing; how fair
the skies appear. How beautiful and blue!
Where rains of April leave their petrichor,
May’s flowers will appear; a blossoming
of plants is showing rainbow hues galore!
Their fragrance is the whispering of spring.
The plum tree’s amesthyst; the pear tree’s white
will glisten in the sun like jewelry
upon my fruit trees’ limbs; the world is bright
as earth renews with hope and energy.
Romance is in the air too. On the breeze
are flying sweetly spring's first birds and bees!
March 26, 2019 for Emile Pinet's 'Spring Is In The Air' Poetry Contest
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