O Spring, My Love

O Spring, thou art my heart’s most cherished muse,
Thy verdant breath doth whisper life anew.
With thee, the world sheds Winter’s somber hues,
And bathes in blossoms kissed by morning dew.

Thy gentle touch wakes flora from their sleep,
In thee, the earth revives in vibrant bloom.
Thy promise sweet, in fragrant airs doth seep,
Dispelling Winter’s cold, oppressive gloom.

Each bud and leaf, with love, my soul doth fill,
For in thy grace, my spirit finds its song.
Thy beauty stirs my heart with tender thrill,
And to thy season, I forever long.

O Spring, my love, thou art the year’s delight,
With thee, the world is bathed in purest light.