With her childish behavior
She gusts in on a tantrum
With her roller-coaster character
Like a drunk with a bottle of rum
Wrecking havoc where she treads
Bringing finicky clouds through the sky
Playing dress up with the weather
One day she weeps, the next she’s dry
Finally, working through her issues
With an attitude change, you can’t miss
How she walks through the land
Waking up Seeds with her kiss
Gently she nudges the greenery to life
Trailing through the fields of clover
Caressing the dogwood trees
Like a patiently, tender lover
Gently instructing a virgin
Then with one final loving embrace
Giving way to summer
In a state of grace
About the Creator
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Comments (7)
Magnificent! 😱 Go Mother Go! You flame-broiled this one! 💪🏾💕💖
Ahhh the personification of Spring is beautiful 🩷🩷🩷🩷 love it .
clever and beautiful, love this take on the ending of winter and bringing on of spring! Love the image too, MC! Well done!
I love this MC, the personification of winter is so cleverly done here!
Beautiful, Mother. Simply beautiful.
Beautiful poem and artwork! Can't wait for spring!
This felt so serene and blissful. Loved your beautiful poem!