Spring’s Grand Groove
Minute spheres of energy,
Wait to make their move,
Set for celebration,
Eager for Spring’s grand groove!
Just a little longer,
Each bud ballon will pop,
A floral leaf explosion,
A brand new surging crop!
My Happy Place
I’m walking very slowly.
I want this day to last.
Not thinking of tomorrow.
Done thinking of the past.
For here in earthly paradise,
I’ve found my happy place.
To walk these lanes forever,
To savour every pace.
Spring Prologue
Life begins; so tiny.
Life begins; so small.
Life begins to push on through,
Till small soon turns to tall.
Wakening
Winter; tired, and overworked,
Past time to slope off home,
Hauls wrinkled blankets way up high,
Drifts, weary, through the gloam.
Beneath the damp & dormancy,
Awakenings start to trickle,
Hidden deep from prying eyes,
Life’s expectations, fickle.
Nature knows how to weave a song,
It matters not if it’s short or long,
Seeing as nature can sing along,
Everything’s right, and nothing is wrong.
Nature knows when true life begins,
When petals are pure, there’s no floral sins.
Nature knows when it’s had enough,
When its time is over, & things get tough.
