Famous Fairest of Them All

You bring us blossoms and flower-strewn lanes

You are the prettiest maiden ere seen

Flinging your garment to woodlots and plains

Worlds that were naked are ravished in green

You don’t forget us, the hours we braved

While bully blusters tormented our skin

Are compensated; the kiss that we craved

Falls from the heavens in sun-mellow grin

You waken gardens and arouse farmers

Revive the thirst for those dust-weary days

You restore romance, my, you’re a charmer

Earth rings with bloom-bells where birds sing your praise

You fill up clotheslines with cotton-laughter 

Housewives are happy where windows fling wide

Be gone, dust-bunnies, hello yellow zephyr

Romping in orchards bedecked like a bride

Rose of redemption and forget-me-nots

You crown the brown hill with buds burgeoning

You spill in rain; soldered terrain applauds

Your fame is ageless and your name is Spring

© Janet Martin

I'm off to fill a long line with cotton-laughter;-))