The first flush of Spring arrives <br />Tinted with fuchsia infection <br />Opening to fresh new attitudes <br />Where, as a gem, lily white brillances shines <br />Leaving long long behind <br />The chill of all the misguided shadows <br />Of Winters broken disfigured leaves <br />Where the white noise deafened <br />The warm rains rush the needful Earth <br />Given the liberty to quench its buds <br />Bringing forth the gorgeous perfumed air <br />That is so positive-that it just has to be Spring <br /> <br /> <br />September 22,2010 <br />The First Day Of Fall <br /> <br />The Essence<br /><br />Theodora (Theo) Onken<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/arrival-17/
