Friday, May 8, 2009

~* Spring *~


The warm breeze slips
Over and under bare branches
Lifting the brown blanket
That covered the earth.

The melodic songs of birds
Waking up Spring
Float through my open window.
Mother earth brings new possibilities
As nature conquers entropy with love.

New life stirs.
Flowers of hope wiggle free.
Glimmers of color reach to the sky.
The sweet smell of rebirth
Floats in the air.

Days growing longer
Making me ponder
The real meaning of life.
Spring gives me hope.

1 comment:

DanD said...

New growth, new hope! Spring is an uplifting time of year. Your poem captures it perfectly.