False Spring

 
This day I watched a bumble bee
while spring proclaimed its worth
though winter sought to humble me
I've cheated frozen earth
 
Brave trees stand weary, tired and bare
their branches filled with sky
all too soon green buds will bloom
to gladden hearts and minds
 
But such stirring in the forest
brings sorrow to my eyes
when swept away to wither
on frost's unyielding tide
 
If only birds could sing in words
to warn them of their fate
when seasons now deluded
fall early or too late