Spring Song

Upon a rose a song began,

then drifted toward a tree,

became entangled with the buzz

of a bumblebee,

was extricated by the wind

to help a robin sing

his very best, and then I heard

the melody of spring.

It came from every field and farm

and from the mountain stream.

A skylark caught a note or two

and sang it like a dream.

Each hill and dale, enthralled with joy,

echoed a glad reply.

An audience of thunderclouds

applauded in the sky.

Upon a rose a song began

with little tunes that grew

till every creature knew the words

and I was singing too.

Published on April 17th, 2023