The sounds of spring have no reason
To stop
Nature shows off her clout
Unable to anticipate
Her fate
She continues
Her nurturing ways
And stays
Unaware
That around the corner
Death loiters
Silent and patient
Smirking at all
This seasonal optimism
Knowing that his
Reign will come soon
Licking his lips
At the tasty prospect
Of feasting
On nature’s ruin
