The First Days of Spring
Uprooting dreams
of yesterday,
time sows the seeds
of tomorrow.
Grey clouds shed tears
in April rains,
as 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.
Wild trillium
and daffodil,
usher in the
first days of spring.
And tulips flaunt
their waxen bells
atop stems of
emerald green.
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2015
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment