Oh gushy green lushishness
of this early summer’s day,
sap-filled shoots pulsating forth
intricate blooms of May.
No snow nor hail
or fleeting sleet
Will keep a hold
on Earth’s unfolding heat.
Un-burdened now from winter sleep
butterflies raise their wings in solar flight,
while into June mid-summer looms
stretching out the day into the night.