Spring calls softly from the darkness
She bathes the land in light
To lure us from our slumber
At the end of Winter's night
It's in the whisper of the wind
Her perfume scents the air
Colours appear overnight
Full of dash and dare
Hot and cold play hide and seek
In league with sun and shade
The flowers carry on as planned
Their costumes have been made
Leaves unfurl and petals twirl
Birds trill their serenade
No one can resist the lure
Of a Spring parade
What started as a whisper
Soon becomes a roar
The flowers dance, the music plays
A Spring song I adore.
