Is It Spring Yet?

The bird, with head hid 'neath his wing
Asked of the world, "Now is it spring?
I'm tired of eternal showers.
I want to perch in budding flowers.

I'm done with feeders jammed with suet.
I need some nectar. Let's get to it!
No more winter's frigid blast.
Keep those cold temps in the past.

I want light past five PM,
I want freshly new-mown stem.
I want soft ground jammed with worms.
I want weather on my terms.

So if, World, this is not real spring,
I'm heading back beneath my wing."

A necklace to bring us spring.

The bird's lament, as a necklace can be found here.