Trilling one final grace note,
a gift of welcoming for summer,
a gift of appreciation for all
who love her so, spring sings
her farewell, gliding westward
to ride the sun over the horizon.
Behind her, a trail of flowers,
delicate, bold, spicy and sweet,
colors the sky, and we watch
until stars and fireflies rise,
our hearts filled with gratitude
for all sweet spring bestowed.