Silence falls as the auditorium lights dim.
Violins screech a chilling tune as a winter-clad bard stands before the curtain and unfurls a parchment scroll.
“Let’s bid farewell
to the season of chill”.
The fiddles fall silent. He sheds his cloak as the curtain glows gold. He continues.
“Blossom petals fall
like pink confetti
on a yellow carpet
of nodding cowslips.
and primroses smile. A new sound echoes
at day’s dawn
A choir of songbirds
sing their song.
An overture to
the opera of spring.
Let the first act begin!”
The curtains swing open and the chorus bursts into life. Spring has begun.
Thanks to Rochelle for hosting and to Dale for the photo.
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