The Birth of Spring
Winter feeds the earth that brings the birth of spring
Which knits fine attire for naked, blushing trees.
It clothes the bare limbs on which the perched birds sing,
And adorns green fields for all the buzzing bees.
Every blossomed flower gives grounded hearts wings;
The reborn earth is the answer to our pleas.
In the warmth of the light, shadows minuet
beneath the leaved tree’s boughs sublime silhouette.
2/20/2021
Copyright © Md Johnson | Year Posted 2021
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