Coming of Spring

The center of heaven shines from the East,
The cold pains of those howling windy nights
And all winter’s frost are now deceased
All are cast aside by the gentle sunlight
And her heralds are all now marching home
Courting aloft, in hopes to fill their nests,
Their songs end the coldness of being alone,
Which clouds of gray had furiously kept,
With bonnie songs blow strange, foreign winds
That come with deep embrace from southern lands
Their warm breath pushes back death’s icy kin
And clears the path for Flora’s command
Though all winter melts there remains one thing:
Our love shall survive for a thousand more springs

March 10, 2003

This entry was posted in Sonnets.

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