This season spoils with orchestral splendor Spreading, opulently, past blazing stars Cloud beams in irrepresible render And a raindrops falling, from the sky jars A crying ladybird, groans tearfully Hope, determinedly, in delightful twists Quailing with blackened, amusing fury As winter-end, cavorts, in chilly mists At the point, when cool is gone, evermore Awaken me, with cries of feathered friends And the skies, do not dimmer, anymore When the warm twist blows, toward me, ascends © daniel miltz