Spring
The snow patches are seen
They are spread out everywhere
I see brown grass appearing
All buds on the trees ready to grow
Everything is being born
That is a welcome sight
All the birds that flew away
Have returned from the south
Home once again to rebuild nests
For little ones to nestle into
So they will soon be born
In the early dawn
The mother bird will fly
Searching for their food
Filling their bellies full
After they will be sleeping
To be hungry in the early morn
Peeping loudly to be fed
That is the sign of Spring
All the birds are singing songsI
It happens at the crack of dawn
What a joy it is to hear
It is music to my ears
To the songs of the birds
Listen to the bird songs
Copyright © Darlene De Beaulieu | Year Posted 2017
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