What I Love About Spring
What I Love About Spring
At the astronomical vernal equinox
Appears the first signs of spring.
A new breath of life
When winter’s snow completes its ageing.
I love the yellow daffodils
And the perfumed aroma
Of white and yellow freesias
Along with other budding flora and fauna.
I know some asthma folks
Have a really bad time,
But if you’re one of the older ones
There’s less rheumatic pain for those in their prime.
Spring is a sign of the coming summer
That follows in its stead.
Hotter days and beach fun’s around the corner;
For the young ice-cream, pimples and blackheads.
Spring is the time for romance,
Although St Valentine got it wrong.
Should have been in March
That we acknowledge those romance songs.
Baby lambs are playing in the fields,
Such a beautiful sight to see,
Especially if you live in New Zealand
Where more sheep than people roam free.
In Japan there’s the cherry blossoms,
To brush away the depression of winter,
Daylight time increases;
The earth’s increasing axis does tilter.
Unstable weather may more often occur;
Flooding from the mountains
Some folk have to endure.
Still I love Spring when everything is new
The old gives way to new birth
Life comes forth from winter’s coma
And the sun warms the earth!
Written by Maureen LeFanue for Carol Brown’s Contest “Spring”
29/1/2012
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