The change of season always warms my heart and brings me to a new poem. This is it.
|ITS SPRING ONCE AGAIN
Something in the air; is around and clear.
Smells, sounds, colors happening this year.
It’s spring; Awakening, new beginning.
Capturing of another season.
Crusty lawns, tattered yards, bare tree limbs.
Blades of grass breaking through sleeping grounds.
All ready to bring forth new beauty.
Anxious world exhausted by winter.
Buds at rest waiting to explode.
Starlings stretch new wings for their dance on the wind.
There is something so rare in the air,
Waiting to captivate this audience.
She always knows when to return to glory.
Reminders are never required.
Once again it’s spring across the land.
The fires of nature admired by the world.