Step
Into
Spring
Spring.
Newly arrived.
Fresh,
glistening with vigour.
New.
Virgin
Plants awakening,
Spattered
with fresh dew.
Trees,
shrubs, flowers,
Blossoming. Seeking the golden sun.
Lambs,
calves, a new-born generation.
They
frolic and gambol,
Through
the green, verdant grass they run.
A cuckoo
is heard,
Its right
on cue.
Reminding
one and all, that Spring is calling…..
….."I'm
here. I'm fresh, I'm new".
© 1993 TSSK