Springtide

Light sun of the day
On every footpath lie
Illumines all that is dark
All nook and cranny, and all arc.

The day is full and brimmed over with light
Spring brings, as they say, better sight
With its flowers, redolence and colors bold
To behold all that’s glimmer and gold

Spring comes out with all hope
Message heralds of a dove
To resume days done with time
To tread path, noble and sublime.

Copyright: Welkin Siskin