Mother Nature frees - her inhibition’s, breeze
swaying gracefully, with each whispered whimsy
her trumpet clouds – declare, loud-n-proud
foreshock of anticipation – pulsating, invitingly
tremors of expectant crescendo, undeniable
day of your birth, unmistakable;
from dawn’s, blank-page horizons of opportunity
till midnight’s, spotlight comforting-stars of serenity
a weeklong full-moon, hope-drunk party
welcoming, every birthstone colour: equally
Sakura petals celebrating, out-of-season blooming
cherished days, serenaded - by laughter’s harmony
© L. B. Mek
January 2019