Spring Part 1 Prose Poetry

Spring Ah, spring is in the air. The time when Mother Nature renews herself. The loving arms of the sun and the tears of the clouds bring forth the little green shoots of promise. The little animals have preformed their dances of renewal and their species is ensured. Ranching on the Rosebud Reservation of S. D. we had a cow calf operation. Our springs were in tune with nature and not only did we calve in the spring but we also had a fall calving group. We ran about four hundred cows and since we were basically a one man operation there were times my poor husband had to yield and allow me to help.