Golden Spring

From the cold stormy rain
The cause  of Winter’s stain
A blossoming of life and seed
In their glorious shine and glee

The scent of red and green
Inspire the young to breath
So bond with rigor and zeal
In a moment of beautiful still

Embrace in the clutch of life
So nothing can tear their grasp
Under shade of leaves serene
An almost perfect scene

But as like the frost must go
The green turns old and dry
And new winds blow away
This gold that cannot stay.