Awake

The lawn awakes

After a long winter’s

Sleep

The trees bear

Witness to new

Budding

And tiny shoots

Of flowers

Timidly pop

Their heads

Above ground

Last year’s

Left over leaves

Are cleared away

By able hands

And strong backs

Of the lawn crew

Green touches

Brown grass

Birds sing

Calling to

Each other and

To a new Dawn

Ah, Spring

Arrives

PSG  4/11/15