Green has finally come.
Sweet-water scent of life and
Cool, tender reeds on sandaled feet.
Green brings birds.
Chirps, twitters, warbles, whistles, streams
Masked by leaves, hidden among trees
Song from everywhere and nowhere.
Green wild prairie grass
Untamed spirit of growth.
Through the brown blanket of last year.
On a graveled path, old railway tracks
Breeze through trees whispers
“Come, walk my shade and relax.”
Delicate quaking jewels are these
Vibrant leaves of youth.
Pink and white petals of crabapple
Blossoms release a fragrant melody for the bees.
Spring has finally come.
By Amber D. Stoner