A gentle breath
A billowed sail
Upon a branch of ash
The season of upbringing
Seemed a little harsh
Winter's frost had bid farewell
Some few days ago
And blazen in my memory
Was the final snow

Still soldier like they pressed on
These pillows pink and white
What minions of determination
Fighting natures fight

Vernal like a messenger
Galloping the air
The tiny feathered flora
Established presence there.