The Last Winds Of Spring Poem by David Harris

The blossoms fall like snowflakes
when the last winds of spring blows
to ensure the fruits of summer
get their chance to sing.


The warmth of summer breezes
fragment the air with joy
as we watch the new life
brings colours to our world.


Rain falls occasionally
to refresh everything
from the heat of the sun
as we bask in summer once more.


As autumn and winter come to a close.
Spring brings us back to season one
as we watch new life
again begin to appear.




23May 2015