Spring Sonata

Placed Second In : Spring Sonata Poetry Contest Sponsored by Joseph Bru Spring Sonata When the queen of seasons serenades her sonata And the spring sun spreads its soft shine on earth, It`s time for daisies purple and blue to take birth anew, For lilies pink and white to spring out from slumber And daffodils yellow to garb on a new dress. When the spring shine gently warms the air far and wide, It`s time for camellias deep red to parade their blooms, Vie with the splendour of tulips orange And spy the frolics of sly butterflies Stealing nectar from the midst of flowers. When the sweet breeze of spring sings its song, It`s time for flowers to display their pomp And their brilliance to all observant eyes, Pervade the air with their delicious scent And radiate the joy of life and living. When the spring morn creeps in at dawn, It`s time to lend ears to sparrows Tweeting and twittering at ease Amidst robins chirping with grace While scanning the air with flapping wings. When the moon and stars of spring slips in, It`s time for sages to stare at the shine Subdued by a slight breeze that caresses the skin, And for staunch lovers to stitch sweet sugary dreams In the stark silence of their silken couch. When the gentle night of spring steps in, It`s fitting time to scribble a serenade To hail the gracious queen of seasons And offer to her heartiest appreciation For bestowing on man her generous boons.