Right on cue
Spring bounds boldly along in Winter's wake
turning plain, bare branches
into brazen blossoming beauties
A flurry of frilly skirts
riding high in radiant rows
Pouting, proud Prima Donnas
primed in anticipation
of pollination
and the consequent bearing
of blushingly sweet
Summer fruit
Ah yes! Spring is in the air...
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Did I miss the arrival of spring?
Bees are out to pollinate
Am I too late?
But wait, Ive been here all along
Was I not observant
Spring
When is winter done
I so long to see the sun
Oh dreary dark gray
When will you go away
Where in God's heaven
Is release
The Colors of Spring
Like a newborns lullaby
rainbow sunbeams caress the landscape
giving a soft flush of color
to a stark and
She came softly,
My friend Spring.
She saw me, cold and alone.
She could not stand to see me cry.
One bright morning
I woke to
by Darkwing
Turn of the Wheel, begin again with the season of rebirth,
Bulbs and corms push up their shoots from underneath the earth
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