Good Times

Talking to trees
In nature's bliss

Spring holds sway
Decongesting nature's way

Feeble boughs bloom
Hope finds a room

There’s a resurgence
And gloom’s divergence

Exotic fragrance fills the air
Butterflies come out of their lair

There’s a lavish show of colours
In shades, symmetry and contours

Spring harbingers a rebirth
Dawn chauffeurs mirth

Nature is in good times
Trees swirl in pleasant rhymes

First place podium finish in Poetry Soup