Sunbeams touch the cooled down ground
the skies turn blue, I hear the sound
of birds in trees and on the wire
the twitters which I do admire.
The plants turn green and so do trees
I see the wasps, flies and the bees
flying, humming to the flowers
spring time does have all these powers.
Word awakes and colors spear
nature seems to reappear.
I feel the warmth right on my skin
the circle of life is to begin.
Here I see the growing corn
there I see some babies born.
A litter full of baby cats
of dogs or rabbits, even bats.
It’s beautiful to look around
plants, animals and things I found.
Spring is great in every style
It makes me sing, and dance and smile.
Copyright Aurora Jean Alexander, April 2015