Oh Spring!

The flowers will zoom,
they will roar like the wind,
and I will smile with ease,
that warm months lay ahead.

After 4 months of
cold, harsh wind,
and all black and white,
I need to see the warmth and hear the colors.

The months of winter,
were long, harsh,
yet they ended,
and spring has come.

The rains are soft,
are worm at times,
yet my love is deepened,
I need this, for the isolation killed me.

Thank you,
for everything, like a rose,
the flowers will pop,
and someday, the colors would shine.