Spring Personified
On the wings of winter the polar winds sigh and depart,
the frost-fastened barren boughs hear their harsh whisper…
“you’ll listen to the sweet spring music soon, don’t fall apart,
the singing southern breeze will caress you, you won’t whimper”.
The misty mask melts away, the blue sky smiles again bright,
as the ambrosia of spring dances in the diaphanous air,
cheerful cloud befriends the luring waft, takes the fairy flight,
embraced by the amorous sunbeam the buds bloom with flair.
The defoliated sad trees spring to life after verdant resurrection,
the glow of sunburst sky paints lively motif on merry meadow.
On rippling flow of zephyr the floral fragrance designs attraction
for the butterflies to perform ballet in the spring time show.
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February 21, 2023
Contest : In Bloom
Sponsored by : Joseph May
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