THE ROCK IN MID-SPRING

THE ROCK IN MID-SPRING

The only rock so big with gorgeous top;
looks like a lion roaring at the sky.
Those naked grass and shrubs in their long nap;
made desert dry and boring to the eye.

The climate changed the aura turned around.
I looked below and saw gold carpeting.
Green shrubs throughout and life was on the ground.
So prettry all around, it's now mid-spring.

Reality sank in, I knew in full.
I was the best before, but now no more.
Those withered plants now green and colorful.
Ah, Spring, you changed my thought who to adore.

Just one of them, the best that I can claim.
My time is up and now their turn for fame.

Ed Industan