Okay, okay…. I know it’s “another” Spring poem. The season inspires me like no other. It truly is my favourite. So yes… I do tend to write about it a bit too often. Then again, these are my poems, so I guess that’s okay. Enjoy!

Spring 3.0

Now spring is here, the crocus blooms,

Promise a brighter day.

And herald all the flowers that,

Will fill the month of May.

The green buds swell upon the trees,

While grass begins to grow.

The complex dance of life speeds up,

Where winter forced it slow.

The air is filled with joyful songs,

Of birds but fresh returned.

While all the creatures now embrace,

The sun for which they’ve yearned.

It’s true the sky is overcast,

And there’s a chance of rain.

But maybe what’s no joy to us,

Renews the land again.

They say that April rains will bring,

May flowers that we love.

So try to see each shower as,

A gift from up above.

Now as you watch all nature wake,

Let that renew you too.

And bring that joyous energy,

To everything you do.

Cheers, Winston