Spring

Spring A sweet whistling breeze Sways upon A mighty tree Bare and dead as it seems Awakens from a deep sleep A cool, crisp mist Trails through the fog A dreary winter left behind Buds open up And leaves assume their position Black gloomy silhouettes of bird skating on ice Fish fossilized and frozen in time Nut and berry The awakening has begun The sun shines brighter And for a longer duration Thunder brings rain And nourishment, Icicles liquify And drip are rain drops Toads leave their hiding place To eat and to mate Such is true of toad and snake , Of lizard and bee eater Of flamingo Long necked and elongated legged Flamingo assemble for feeding and coupling Of moth and butterfly Of cricket and grasshopper Daises surround the place All the mamas of the forest Guard their eggs for summertime Taking a risk on life They dig and build nests to survive Marckincia Jean Narrative 07/16/19