Spring

A Poem by Nathan Baretto

A short poem on the beauty of spring.

The cold days have passed,
enclosing us no more.
A change here at last!
No telling what's in store.

Like a plot-twisting book,
it's the mystery season.
From flowers at every nook,
to raindrops for no reason.

Melting the ice and snow,
it makes the coats go away.
With weather that starts to show,
what will happen each day.

Yet upon all, it is amazingly gallant.
So as the birds circle, and gather to sing,
we get a glimpse of the talent,
that is called spring.