Lady of the Spring

As the spring lady of the earthDaffodils

begins to stir,

listen and you might hear her yawn.

A soft breath of warmth

exhaling daffodils as she wakes.

Stretching out, she turns her soft round belly

to the sun,

lying back upon the grass –

grass which has come to life just today

filled with its clean green smell.

Proud tall blades

standing high,

risen from the ashes of winters’ apathy.

She picks a daisy and blows it to the sky.

‘Thank you for the spring’

she says.

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1 Response to Lady of the Spring

  1. Anne says:

    Such a nice feel to this – waking up to the summer.

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