New Life

Daffodils peeking their heads out.
Trees are alive with buds that sprout.
Everywhere birds are seen about.
It's Spring they shout! It's Spring they shout!

The breeze is still chilly outside,
I watch the birds, easily glide,
from my bedroom window inside.
"Oh Look", I cried. "Oh Look", I cried.

Colored Crocuses lie in grass,
their short-lived blooms will quickly pass;
just like sand in an hourglass.
They will not last! They will not last!

What will tomorrow have in store?
Nature will always give us more,
beauty from land to ocean's floor,
How I adore! How I adore!

Spring shows us many other things.
The soft warm breeze and rain it brings.
Much longer days: a bird that sings,
On soaring wings - On Soaring wings.

Best of all, new babies arrive.
Forests and hills are so alive,
with leaves and blossoms they will thrive.
Life will survive! Life will survive!


Authori's Note ▼

Monotetra Poem
4 lines per stanza - 8 syllables per line
all lines must rhyme - last line; syllables are repeated