Karen Vertigan © 2001
Spring explodes in rapturous dainty trills
And glorious flowers. It has begun,
The season of beginning, with dales and hills
Dressed in the blanket of fairy fun.
Sun sets on the last chill eve of winter.
The promise of plenty and kind beauty
Is o’er the world when the dawn enters
With blazing brass and boundless bounty.
Softly, the voices arise, like the first bright
Lark song when it meets heavens bowers.
Ever more gentle, caressing and light
Fairies dance among the tiny flowers.
If this be spring, living in beauty bright,
Blossoms chase away the deepening night.