Thrills

Thrills

Despite a noticeable chill

in the early morning air still

there's much about that thrills

this first day of April.

Chirping birds trills thrill

from songbirds bills

as melodies spill

across the hills.

An a Capella chirp at will.

Someone else sounds like a drill.

A refrain answered with a trill.

A chorus spills from someone's bill.

Fat buds thrill on bobbing daffodils

surrounding yet-to-be-born yellow frills.

Warm, sunny days will

soon open their five gills.

Perhaps it's the many trills

that pop open these frills.

Perhaps daffodils can't wait to thrill

after their long internment is filled.

Another thrill might be seen, not heard, over the hill

when the sunset graces the sky overhead at will.

Be sure to watch this kaleidoscope change, it will,

from gold to orange to pink. It always thrills!

Before long the sun slips behind the hill.

Twilight descends as quiet silently spills

upon hidden nooks and rills

as chirps and trills become still.

Listen to these musical trills

bid each other goodnight, it'll thrill,

as birds communicate then become still

as quiet descends and the day ends fulfilled.

Nightfall again brings a chill

overlaying rills and hills

until,

until...

the new day's morning sun will

silently peek through window sills

while joyous trills

once again thrill.

Which awakens the day: sunlight that spills

or the joyful chorus of songbirds trill

heard every sunny morning, it will,

welcoming the days of April?

* * * * *

April means "to hope," signifying the beginning of spring

as when birds sing and flowers appear each and every spring.

In my neck of the woods, snowdrops and crocus begin spring's dance,

then trumpeting daffodils and tulip's exclamation points enhance

after the spring rains green the grass

and songbirds return at long last.

Everyday there's something new

in our gardens to view.

A welcome anticipation

after winter's long duration.

A joyous celebration awaits

as spring gloriously awakes.

Flowering bulbs buds open

eliciting smiles often.

Happiness graces

gardeners faces

as miracles daily unfold

like tangible gifts of gold.

Spring's rebirth

gives birth

to more than blooming flowers.

There's an unspoken power.

Anticipation

replaces depression.

Hope is restored

as angst is moored

replaced by a can-do attitude

improving everyone's dismal mood.

The advent of spring, yearly giving birth,

offers hope to everyone on earth.

For, lo, the winter is past,

the rains are over and gone.

The flowers appear on the earth;

the time of the singing of birds has come.

Song of Solomon 2:11-12 (KJV)

Hope deferred maketh the heart sick;

but when the desire cometh, it is a tree of life.

Proverbs 13:12 (KJV)

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