Spring
1/19/2022
The flowers start to bloom
As the Tree recovers from a brutal season
The snow has melted
Just a puddle of water on the ground
As Spring marches towards us
The flowers form on the branches
A reminder of seasons gone by
Rain falls, sheets at a time
The Tree is weighed down by its flowers
And the constant pounding rain
The wind blows faster
Maybe these flowers
Just shadows of the past
Will remain
Will these flowers fall too,
Or will they stay on the branch?
Don't flowers become leaves?
The Tree fights its memories
Its companions of old
The flowers are shadows
A result of the sea of change
The flowers try to help
But the darkness continues to swirl
The leaves are gone
The snow froze its heart
The winds of change continue to blow through the day
As Spring marches towards us