Poem: Spring

By Dave Hood

The snow and ice
melt, and then disappear
as if never existing

The melancholy of winter
like good health returning
after sickness

The first blue jay
swoops down
eats from the feeder

Yellow tulips and red roses
grow once more
in the garden

Maple leaves, birch leaves, oak leaves

Everywhere, the grass grows green

The gift of light and warmth
resurrects the human spirit
once again.


About Dave Hood

Lover of poetry, fiction, creative nonfiction. Professional photographer and writer. Without the arts, life would be rather mundane, like a walk down the same old path on a dull day.
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