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.