Spring has come

Open your eyes sweet angel
while you were sleeping
the world has changed
open your beautiful eyes and see.

The cold, bleak snow dried your eyes
heavied your spirit and tired your soul
all you could see around you was
white snow covering every living thing.

Your senses got numb by fury of cold
you could no longer fly and kiss the skies
every thing was enveloped in white mist
you gave up, thinking this must be the end.

Fairy of sleep gently kissed your tired eyes
Dream fairy came down and cradled you,
a deep, peaceful slumber soothed you
your tired soul eagerly surrendered to them.

While you were sleeping God picked up
colours, pallette and brush to paint the canvas
open eyes sweet one and look at the riot of hues
spring has overtaken the winter as it should.