Spring
The winters snow has given way
White is now replaced with green
The chirping sound of the Blue Jay
The fluttering of even more birds unseen
Spring has returned to let its beauty be seen
The beams of light warm my face
Bursts of colors are given by the blooming flowers
Deer bound by, running with grace
Clouds drift in the distance with the promise of a rain shower
This is a scene that I could watch for hours
The rain falls, gentle and warm
As quick as it comes it leaves
As typically is a spring storm
Just enough rain to wet the trees leaves
And enough for the ground for life to receive
Trees bloom, their flowers drifting in the gentle breeze
I dread that day when the flowers will be gone
The day when the earth is succumbed to the winters freeze
The days when the sun rises in a cold dawn
The days when gone is the swan
But gone is the worry, much like the passing butterfly
Relaxing to the cooing of the dove
As the butterfly disappears into the never ending sky
I look upwards to the sky above
The season of spring I truly love
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