Spring

Spring

Sodden grass line the pathway,

Under the Cherry Blossom tree.

Boughs laden with flowers

Scent rich and sweet.

Sodden grass line the pathway

Under the black leaden sky.

The gentle brook now

A thundering mass of water.

Sodden grass line the pathways

Puddles melding into

A veritable pond.

Wet spring is our new spring.

Sodden grass line the pathways

Battleship grey sky overhead

But then a glimmer

Spring sun chipping through.

Sodden grass line the pathways

Puddles for splashing

Uder the spring sun

Breaking through the grey brooding skies.