Spring
Posted By Randy on March 6, 2011
Oddly enough, this poem was born from an intention to write something with a pretty beginning that set the reader up for a funny punch line involving the way Spring unveils just how much frozen dog shit has been slumbering under the snow and ice in our yard, and that blessed day when Nature does Her Big Reveal. As it turns out, today was the day.
Anyway, it didn’t turn out as intended but I’m publishing it anyway. Here’s Spring, a little more serious than planned.
Spring
by LFM
Spring’s in my yard
With warming breath,
Her gentle kiss
Cures Winter’s death.
Where once was silent
Snowy cloak,
Now birdie song
And froggy croak.
Now turns the mind
To bursting buds,
To bee blessed blooms,
And fragrant floods.
Of all that cries out,
“LIFE is here!”
The soul’s renewed,
The mind is clear!
All is business
For Nature’s things,
Each plies its trade
With roots or wings,
Each bends its life
To Nature’s ken —
Live fully now,
Winter comes
Again.
Awesome !!!!!!!