April Marching
I never heard the command,
Universal it would seem, by
The participants in lock step
Struggling to break cover
Together, not to be left behind,
Peeking out at daylight after
Nine months below ground
Gathering enough strength
To capture the public's eye.
As pigments liberally spread
On accepting stretched canvas
By an aspiring young artist
Wielding extra thick brushes
Wetted, dripping with paint,
Spring bulbs emerge in unison
To play their color rhapsody
In family gardens they inhabit.
Each Spring this army masses.
Ronald C. Downie
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