Sonnet: The song of spring

Awake O soul and sing your song aloud

For winter’s done and greener days are here

The

The gaiety of spring in bloom,
The greening of the trees.
The heady scent of blossom
Drifting on the breeze.
A festival of

Springs beauty arrives
Like a breath of fresh air
Winter blues exit
On a cloud of despair

Young lambs are playing
New lives

Winter has lessened its ice cold grasp,

Freed us from its misery at long, long last.

The sun in the sky is now higher overhead,

Life

Hearty crocus triumphantly peep

through melting snow, once white and deep

ending winter's long quiet sleep

the promise