Springtime's Children
With a fragrance resembling honey and milk,
delicate buds appear as if they’re made of silk.
They emerge from sturdy framework of green,
ascending the walls in this springtime scene.
Long vines with ivory, gold, and rubies
rise like skyscrapers of many stories.
Their delicate children are beautiful.
Cherish them, for they are ephemeral.
How wonderfully the flowers scent the spring air;
proliferating and growing without care.
Like young maidens bending to brush their hair,
these children yield to the wind dainty and fair.
Re-emerging from a winter’s slumber,
the blooms disseminate in a large number.
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