The butterflies of spring perch upon the fresh leaves
Among the scents and promises of things to come
 
The willows burst forth in silvery buds
As the wind blows them gently against the sky
 
A child plays in the grass
Secure in the knowledge his mother is near
 
All peaceful and serene as
The young woman watches over her domain
 
Her heart fills with love and laughter
Knowing within that all is well
 
By Audrey Nicholson