The winters veil dissolves in golden light,
As dawn awakens earth with tender grace.
The weary boughs, once bowed in winter’s blight,
Now lift their arms to greet the sun’s embrace.
Soft whispers stir where silent frost had lain,
A melody of blooms and budding leaves.
The brook revives, released from ice’s chain,
And dances free where winter once bereaved.
The robin sings upon the emerald crest,
A herald of the season’s sweet return.
The meadows don their bright and fragrant vest,
As petals burst and perfumed breezes churn.
Spring now reborn in colours fresh and new,
Painting the world in life’s most vibrant hue.