Lady Spring

• Sarah Li, Grade 5
• Poetry
• 2007

As Lady Spring opens her eyes,
The trees will sway, the cold will die,
When she looks up at the moon,
All the flowers will start to bloom.

She has three months to spend; it’s a lot,
But in the blink of her eye, it will turn hot.
She thinks of Summer taking her spot,
As she lies down in her very own cot.

As Lady Spring has laid down,
The feathers of birds cover her like a gown,
The birds croon as she goes to sleep,
And a rose petal is what she keeps.