Awakened by the warming sun,
Shy crowns of blue have just begun
To frolic and to entertain;
Roused by drops of quenching rain.
As Bluebells raise their lovely heads,
An azure blaze of colour spreads
Amongst the trees, along the street,
Rhythm-of-life pulsates to their beat.
They cast a spell upon my shoes,
To wash away those winter blues
And dance in breezes soft and warm,
Uplifting soul. A new spring born!