Blooming alongside the flowers,
I blossomed like a daisy,
and I blushed like a rose.

My sun kissed cheeks soaked in
the morning,
as it sprinkled golden showers
upon the fields,
each blade of grass rose to the occasion soaking up the rays.

Such beautiful day’s,
I waited through the heated summer,
for the spring to once again
gaze upon the meadows
and awaken the sleeping trees.

I watched as the trees rose
from their sleeping bow,
peeking upward to the bounty
above the valley.

Her name is of giving,
perhaps a river that flow’s
once a year,
she’s called Spring.

Aw such a beautiful lady,
a bringer of renewal,
she’s part of the circle of life.

A full bounty she brings,
giving breath to the Earth,
each kiss gives a gift
a life is awoken.

**© 2017 By Amanda Shelton