"Nature is a joy in spring with fresh life and a wonder than at other seasons. The myriad animate and inanimate forms living in nature surprise and delight us. The sight of little creatures taking care of their offspring raises our curiosity and heightens our admiration to the point of emulating them"~ By Poet The silent snowy winter days are gone. Lively spring has come again. The cool wind brushes past my face Animals from their hide, come out in chain. A mother hen with her happy brood Of newly hatched chicks like balls of wool Is out of her coop for an outdoor hunt, To feed on termites under dry leaves, cool The chicks in self-abandon run and play. Some chase tiny bugs leaping from the grass. Some climb on their mother’s sloppy back. They enjoy the bright day’s cheer en masse. On the other side, bunnies leap and hop, In the hazy mist of the early morning light. They nibble at fresh grass in the meadow. Their sprightliness soaks my heart in delight. . My heartstrings are stretched out tight, As pigeons coo and robins sing, Adding a symphonic rhythm to the air, By the avian ensemble of spring I hear the whisper of fresh-grown leaves, Interrupted by the sweet strains of a meadowlark. On this lovely day, an urge to roam the countryside, Is ignited deep in my heart as a blazing spark.
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