Ask not the cause why sullen spring
So long delays her flow'rs to bear;
Why warbling birds forget to sing,
And winter storms invert the year?
Chloris is gone; and Fate provides
To make it spring where she resides.
Has Chloris left town this year, too? Although the sun's out today, temperature-wise, it's not spring! Actually, the poem, as you may have gathered, is not about spring, but is the song of "her lover in despair." (It's a pretty sappy poem!)
I like Steven Schnur's Spring: An Alphabet Acrostic [JP SCH]. Here's something a little more seasonal from the book:
Suddenly spring to life.
Happy spring, and if you celebrate it, Happy Easter on Sunday!