A Spring Sonnet

outside the window buds begin to bloom
melting snow gives way to soggy, wet ground
pecking robins hop around and around
pushing away the long, cold winter's gloom
sunshine, forgotten, peeks through dusty rooms
people emerge, walking about the town
listening gently, to not miss a sound
as winter is swept away with a broom

the smell of warm earth floats in on a breeze
dancing across the room like a fairy
flowers burst up all around in the grass
bring with them also a sniffle and sneeze
spring warms a soul, so tired and weary
farewell winter, you can kiss my pale ass