Circle of Life
Faded blue jeans
Roaming in bare feet
The warmth of spring
Following winter’s sweep.
Wind in your hair
As fresh linens sway
A fiery sunset
Burning the end of day.
Rains soft rhythm
Shadowing thunder’s boom
Washes away
Winter’s icy gloom.
Geese serenade
Soaring Eagles flight
Nature astir
From it’s buried plight.
Trees budding
Ground sprouts green
No longer chilled
By winter’s scene.
Children laugh
Animals play
Excitement abounds
On that first warm day.
Signs of spring
Fill the sky
Nests prepare
For babies cry.
Doors open
Fresh air sweeps in
The circle of life
Continues to spin.
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