Spring's Splendiferous
Red Robins chirp to greet the rising sun
below my bedroom window every Spring.
Their cheery tunes confirm Springtime's begun;
long before green-tints color everything.
Snowdrops silently push up from the ground,
while frozen icicles melt drip by drip.
The honks of wild geese fill the sky with sound,
signifying they've returned from their trip.
Shortly, wildflowers will begin to sprout;
popping from the ground, summoned by sunlight.
Spring's splendiferous, there is little doubt,
when Spring colors supersede Winter's white.
I love the scent of Spring's tepid breezes,
Winter’s wind smells sterile when it freezes.
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