Dawn’s light glimmers on dew speckled leaves.
Butterflies flitter in the balmy breeze.
Crocus, the first to appear, wink slyly at the sun.
Their sisters, the Daisies, timidly join in the fun.
Mushrooms spiral out of the warm moist soil.
Trees aroused from their sleep awake with a smile.
A breath of wind inspires the Blue Bells to ring,
As Robins sing loudly the rites of spring.
Lilac and Lavender perfume the air.
Spring has arrived with diaphanous flair.
l’amore e il sole