The Two Faces of Spring
It’s early spring, and tulips are in bloom;
as folks come out and shed their winter wrap;
the season comes alive from nature’s nap,
and warms the air, adorning outdoor room.
The birds all molt revealing spring’s proud plume;
their springtime songs of mating overlap,
and in the distance, sounds of pecker’s tap,
and tender leaves appear from winter’s womb.
But April brings such savage springtime storms;
tornados, hail and lightning cross the land,
and people must seek shelter once again.
Yet when the storms are gone and May sun warms,
and flowers come to life as nature planned;
the spell of springtime spreads from hill to glen.
March 15, 2018
Copyright © John Gondolf | Year Posted 2018
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