This Spring

This Spring

The last surviving winter snow
high on the hills is slow to thaw.
The squirrels leave their dreys and gnaw
on tasty shoots that thrive below.
The daffodils emerge to show
their yellow blooms, inspiring awe.
While in the branches jackdaws caw
the farmers sow seeds row by row.
The skies no longer look so bleak
and lambs are born in meadows green.
The days grow longer week by week
and brighten up this country scene.
Now Mother Nature's at her peak,
we'll miss it all in quarantine!



Line count: 14
Word count: 88 (90 including title)
Prompt: Spring Awakening
Form: Petrarchan sonnet
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