Tiny green shoots break from their earthly bond
Bringing tulips, hyacinths for which we’re fond
Magnolia trees and weeping cherry
Vivid white and pinks so merry
Lush green leaves of a weeping willow
As winds blow and clouds billow
Birds now wake me in the morn
No more am I to feel forlorn
4/9/10
Rhonda Baker
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/april-s-spring/
