The winter sky growls and howls;
But soon, it will quiet.
The gentle breeze of spring;
Brushes against winter’s iciest tips.
Winter backs down reluctantly;
And lets spring take over.
Spring glides and skips and gently revives;
Every single flower.
It touches the pond and the ice cracks;
Revealing ruffled ducklings.
Spring revives the sleeping mammals that hide in their dens;
They stretch and yawn.
Spring brings joy to the children;
Eggs are hidden in tufts of grass.
The children smile and giggle;
Spring chuckles.
Spring rushes;
The river hushes.
Soon, the sun sets, and spring hides;
For soon, summer will come.
By Macy Taylor
Photo Credits: Awarenessdays.com
