When To Mountains Comes the Spring
Snow ebbed with snow glory abloom
Mirth returned, withdrawn the gloom
From wintry anchor breaking free
Children on colleting spree,
Of the gift so coveted to bring
To herald and welcome spring
Thru chimney they hand the ‘glory’
A tradition telling wonderful story
Receiving walnut gift, dry fruits and sweet
With occasional reward of homespun tweet
Elders enjoy peacefully sitting
To herald and welcome spring
‘Happy spring’ the hamlet’s abuzz
A ripple of jubilation that it cause
Children with snow playing foul
Nature prevails stirring the soul
Elders drum, kids doing swing
To herald and welcome spring
Wears the earth green garments
Refreshing aura, the soil ferments
Thick is the air with butterfly
And a group of dove overfly
Juniper scent lightly wafting
To herald and welcome spring
Sloughed into flute a branch of willow
Rocking atop the rock looking below
Engrossed as if in the midst of pray
Melodious notes a lonely flutist play
With peaceful herd nearby grazing
To herald and welcome spring