Stories from my little corner of the world, the South. Some are from the present, some from the past...but all are from my heart.

They reflect my thoughts and views, my musing about the world, and each carries with it a bit of my heart
and soul.

Tuesday, March 20, 2012

The Birth of Spring

A poem I wrote a few years ago in honor of the first day of Spring.


Exquisite wildflowers-
Comely and delicate
with sun-splashed petals
lift their tiny faces skyward
Tender new leaves-
taut with anticipation
unfurl themselves
as shiny newborns.
Gentle breezes-
Full of heavy sweetness,
imbued with flowers' fragrance,
caress our noses.

Courting birds-
Dance together,
bound in genetic rituals,
they build their nests.

Bees and butterflies-
Pollen laden,
waltz in and out of flowers
leaving golden calling cards.

Mother Nature-
awakens from her slumber.
Her gestation complete,
She gives birth to Spring.

Rose S. Williams


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