Ode to Spring Green season is nearly here Sweet-water scent of life Cool, tender reeds on sandaled feet Green means birds Chirps, warbles, whistles, clicks, streams Masked by leaves, hidden among trees Song from everywhere and nowhere Green wild prairie grass Untamed spirit of growth Lively emerald spires piercing Through the brown blanket of last year On a quiet path, the umbrella of trees whispers “Walk and relax and breathe” With a slight breeze, delicate quaking jewels Of fresh leaves spin vibrant Rosy and white petals of crabapple blossoms Release a fragrant melody for the bees Season of buttery trumpeting daffodils And tulips, tulips, rainbows of willowy tulips Spring is finally here
Nature nearby is a monthly column by Eden Prairie resident Amber D. Stoner.
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