Spring

Spring comes slowly, creeping in With foggy mornings and misty rain; A bit of snow now and then. Melting ice and dripping trees Buds on branches, new baby leaves. Birds of spring begin to appear Calling to mates from the previous year. Crocus are the first flowers to show their bloom. Pushing themselves up through the ice and snow Amethyst heads pointed high, petals open to the sun. Robins chirp, hopping along catching awakening insects. They bathe in puddles icy and refreshing. Soon new blades of grass push up from the the browned lawn Birds nests dot the tree limbs, laying of eggs begins. Spring thunderstorms wash away the last of the dirty snow. Memories of winter's cold winds ease, Thoughts, of summer yet to come, arise. The planting of the garden, mowing the lawn, Children yearning for the school year to end. Life renewed, another spring has begun