Sweet Honeysuckle blooms again
Its fragrance perfuming the breeze
Overhead a seagull cries
Foretelling stormy seas
Dandelion clocks drift away
Lost minutes ticking by
The sun is shining brightly
With not a cloud to mar blue sky
Roses in abundance
Shout their beauty from each stem
Forget me nots surrounding
Give a cascading floral hem
A butterfly hovers gracefully
Then takes rest upon a flower
Nature's beauty newly grown
Enclosed within springs power