Spring Drumroll

For today's prompt, write a poem.(similar to homonyms??) One bashful crocus beneath a garden-bench partly began this drumroll for me😎 also, this happy *pear, oops pair, (*homograph) the other evening contributed as well(thanks to a mediocre zoom lens) I was trying to tiptoe in to get a better angle after this zoomed-in shot below(because I couldn't see the female duck) but, my movement alerted them and away they fleww-a-a-y up-brook... I heard a herd of thund'ring feet; a feat of sweet delightThe road where Old Man Winter rode away upon is brightWith hopes and dreams; it seems the seams that held tight for so longAre bursting with fair fare of flowers, bare trees bear first songBored bystanders board bustling barges laden with a worldOf fond, fawned fantasies about to be bee hives unfurled The cold, bold way of snowflakes bowled over with buds that weighThe sum of what some see as a sea of blossom-hoorayWhere earth, a berth of birth responds to reign of rain cajoleI heard a herd of thund'rng feet; a feat called Spring Drumroll Janet Martin