The Birth of Spring

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

THE BIRTH 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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