Powdered verdance across the scape
Clouds are plenty near
Abundant rains make puddles deep
Young birds to bathe and cool
Beyond the sea of grassy plains
Specked with floral print
Is an air warm and sweet
That breezes through the trees

It whispers with spring peepers
It rustles tiny leaves
The land is a soft symphony
Of whispers, songs and bees

Powdered yellow across the scape
Daffodils plenty like stars
Make constellations on the ground
Young children to give them names
Beyond a floral masterpiece
Sakura mountains above us all
Are birds and bugs that dance about
Make homes in fragrant towers

It lives with inches breathing
Small creatures climb its back
Spring love and homes for breeding
Indulge in winter’s lack

For spring is but a morning
Awaken, gone so soon
To lead us all to grow for summer
Deep in afternoon
2004