Ode to Spring
Spectacular Spring, I hear your bells ring, I see your lively light
You chirp, sing, and dance, wisely waking the sullen stream where the birds will go prance
Lovely lighting a spark, floating like a lark, leading your love in the bitter biting barren night
Like a strong lance you will bring your radiant romance
Up the magical valley to the calm church and a quiet home you will wistfully whistle
Blessing every seed of your breed with your warm delectable drizzle from Bedford to Bristol
So spring is finally here as the sweet summer is drawing near
When you approach I no longer feel shabby and shear
Then you reproach all the winter’s dreaded fear
If you only knew how I behold you with your daffodils dear
I am no longer alone in the dreary dark
My heart sparks singing like a loving lark
Always springing to bringing your marvelous mark
As I solemnly sit by your faithful fragrant flowers for hours
I see your gold bringing a sight to behold
Your wondrous waters in a sunny stream trickling
A flower lighted by a bold beam glistening
A calm cricket leans and learns to be listening
A butterfly joyfully journeying to its utopian unknown
Polishing a pathway to wander and roam
A rabbit who knows not the cares of life
Calmly caresses his lovely wife
My head sitting on a singing bed of foam
That you know the wonders of alone
A soft-spoken voice
Begins to rejoice
Knowing at least
They can count on your peace
I can no longer feel my sullen and sour woes
As your radiant beams warm my toes
Gracefully guiding the radiant rising dew
I try to quantify my joy as a cullen cuckoo flies by
My heart fills with the joy of grace and gratitude to you
To whom next will your lovely light ensue?
A small smiling friend
Whose subtle smile is like magic
Shall never see happiness end
You boldly brighten all that is tragic
Should I compare you to a little lamp?
Shining bright spreading joy and happiness wherever you sojourn
Small and subtle but still making your stamp
Taking away sadness from those whose hearts burn
Now I can finally go out and play
Without having to worry about the hot summer sun
And enjoy the blue sky that is out today
I can enjoy your vast terrain
To go out and have fun
Without the cold’s pitiless pain
Under your pleasant sky
How I will dread when your time is done
Even the most stubborn pansy can’t be shy
As I walk by the barn on the farm
I hear the drizzle tap-tapping
As I see the green grass growing
I hear the farmer’s chisel crack cracking
And I see the serene stream flowing
Woosh the wind blows against my face as Aeolus is off to another race
A cardinal jumps off the tree and flies across the lush meadow in search of another mate
A butterfly comes out of its chrysalis, not yet knowing how to imitate its mother’s grace
I can no longer be listless when I see all the beauty you help create
How I seek your love, that comes like a dove
As your new life comes, all the earth succumbs
As I feel your warmth, the wind from the north
Your bluebirds do sing, I hear the bells ring
As the buds begin to bloom, winter’s dark no longer looms
A chick hatches from its egg, A cricket crawls up my leg
A frog jumps across the brook, I wander to take a look
People laughing around a table, resting under the east gable
Someone reading under the shade of your trees
As a kite flies freely by
Children in an open field who laugh and tease
I can’t help to wonder why
How I anticipate you and all the little pleasures you brilliantly bring
A fine day in May
your wondrous colors that light up my heart like a rose
I no longer feel like I’m living in a world of petty prose
A time of renewal the air fruitfully fresh
I am no longer caught in the messy mesh
Do you know how much joy you bring, oh wondrous Spring?
Tulips opening, a splendid walk in the park
I no longer feel like I’m living in the dark
The sound of chimes and bells going ding ding
The way the luckiest loving little bird will sing
A true love’s awakening, what more can you bring?
These are just some of the pretty pleasant pleasures you bring oh my joyous spring
Gabriella Danseraeu ’26, Staff Writer
26gdanseraeu@montroseschool.org