Bravely the almond blossom sprights forth
In a fanciful flick of such gifted gentility
That even the howling winds of north
Take note, conscious of their sudden timidity.
A battalion of colour troops forward thence,
Following their lieutenant to hoist their crimson flags,
Haphazardly it seems, at first, to commence,
Until beneath a velvet army the branches sag.
Spring, glorious spring, pour your nectar now,
Fill the air with your living melody
So that fragile leaves may begin to sprout
Confident that Winter is now a memory.