Spring Reflections

Warm breezes wrap me like a baby in a blanket

filling my senses with a glorious sweet smell

Once a dull brown hue becomes a beautiful bright green

as nature's whisper becomes a mighty yell

Flowers wake from long slumbers

opening their petals to the sky

Birds journey back to summer homes

dancing, chirping, long into the nigh

The swamp makes a grand entrance

with sights and sounds galore

the magical voice of the croaking frog

fills me with peace and wanting more

I hear a sad song, bittersweet to the ear

the bird is speaking a haunting shrill

is it a love song or a eulogy, I do not know

I do surmise it's the pleading of the whippoorwill

Buds pop up like a jack in the box

and like a little girl, I watch in awe

as nature springs back to life 

and winters cold grip begins to thaw