11 Poems About Spring To Bloom Back into Life

The yellow coat, she wore.
A plastic mackintosh,
varnished with the smell of spring,
a daffodil in disguise.
She dipped in and out of the crowds,
spreading her happy go lucky light,
in the free-spirited way,
in which one gives,
one loves,
and one simply does.
Because it’s the only way.
She flitted in and out,
like a bumblebee,
harvesting her sweet nectar.
She picked up, dropped off,
and revelled in the madness,
of an ever-changing world.
A world in which we bounce,
reflect and retract,
in a flurry of potent pollen,
convulsions of effervescent energy.
A world where we can choose,
to reflect, retract or restore,
the sun rays beneath the surface,
of every inquisitive interaction.
The yellow within us all.

extract from ‘And So She Chose’
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