Michael Crowder Poet Ode

To Spring

Winter February finalises, 
his tenure o'er, so oft unkind, 
let Winter withdraw with firm good-bye. 
Hence I eager look to milder clime. 
Comes March, thus inclined to breezy moil, 
tulips and head held high daffodils
Springs blossom bud borne on once bare boughs  
whence sleeping floras grateful hues rouse, 
precedes, mostly mellow, April’s charm, 
softened through sporadic showers calm, 
thence to May: unfolds green fragrant warmth, 
blossoms in full array, Springs dances done,  
the unspoken vow that Summer comes. 
Renewal, regrowth, light airs of love, 
reflect on resurrection of the Lord.  
Rebirth found in flowers, birds, the lamb,
as day extends as nights hold, duly falls,  
Oh, Spring, how you ease me to Summer's call.  
To Spring     23rd February 2021
©Michael C Crowder  @scorsby

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Beata Agustin July 3, 2025 at 3:29 AM Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.