The First Days of Spring
Uprooting dreams
of yesterday,
time sows the seeds
of tomorrow.
Grey clouds shed tears
as April rains,
when winter wanes
and warmth abounds.
Fleeing far-flung
sanctuaries,
migrating birds
start heading home.
And on the winds
of open sky,
caterpillars
try newfound wings.
Snowdrops, crocus,
and daffodil
usher in the
first days of spring.
And tulips flaunt
their waxen bells,
atop stems of
emerald green.
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