Spring Winds
Mother nature ,shakes her head,
and sheds , white vestiges ,
of Winters rein.
Willowy stalks ,with buds of green,
bring forth , flowers,
to break the chain.
Flitting here then there,
a nest of Robins,
in Spring time airs.
Chirps ,shrills,fill the wood
songs a tribute,
of lifetime pairs.
Oh ,out of the west,
a tempest,
a mild wind blows.
Clothed in ,new colors,
warmed of the wind,
the Maple who knows.
Breathing,in the fragrance,
of life ,
exploding to the ends.
Enjoying ,the kiss,
touched ,
by Spring time winds.
Copyright © Jim Skinner | Year Posted 2009
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