Tiny signs of spring pushing through the ground
Peeking past the dirt they never make a sound
But excitedly they grow
As warmer weather melts the snow
And bursting through the dirt
Effortlessly, they divert
‘Tward the direction of the sun
Where light and life began
Then, soon the brightest yellow
Adorns daffodils petals
And they sway in gentle breezes
As a child playing, sneezes
Down the lane and across the road
You can hear the gurgling of the toads
And Meadowlarks chirping cheerily on the hill
While the Hummingbirds flutter still
Next to Mourning Dove’s water mill
Tulips emerge to play
Their colors all in array
Reds, oranges, purples, pinks
They brighten the world and make you think!
Green is the color most we see
When Spring has sprung so prettily!
The world is full of life again
Below the valley to the tops of mountains
Smell the air, so clean and sweet
And get out those cooped up winter feet!
Walk a trail, skip a mile
The season of spring is so versatile!
