A Whole New Day

Spring, bareheaded, seems to float Across the grassy countryside It’s cast aside its snowy coat And dances carefree far and wide. The sun looks down on spring anew, Sends a gentle breeze to kiss a rose, Dandelions buttery and violets blue, In new grown grass to tickle the toes. Butterflies blue and black and gold Flutter and flit in the perfumed air Drinking nectar in flower heads bold - Sun-sweet food for a faery’s fare. Boys skim down a playground slide Girls fly high on wings of a swing. Spring ruffles their hair on a bicycle ride And whistles the song that children sing. It’s here at last, that sun-derful season, Which gives us strength and brightens the gray For surely it’s spring that gives us a reason To open our eyes to a whole new day.