Thoughts of Spring

Magical fields thought brown and dead Morning rays spy vines as they shed Winters old cloak for rose's red Insects shyly commence their song While birds brazenly sing along With the toads croak deep and strong This renewal happens each year Still amazed when it does appear Winters hold too tight I fear Springs rebirth my heart does embrace Doubts and worries seem out of place Touched by the sun's warmth and grace 12/11/21 Attention To Detail Poetry Contest Sponsored by Rob Levasseur