Spring By Rachel Winter is coming to a close.
The sun is finally showing.
A sweet scent fills the air,
And the spring breeze starts blowing.
Wildlife wakens from its sleep,
The blue birds fly back home.
Snow starts melting everywhere,
And squirrels start to roam.
Flowers start to blossom,
Bees start rebuilding their nest,
Flies are buzzing all around,
And bears come out of their rest.
Rain drops fall from far above,
The sun still shines behind the clouds.
Puddles form on fallen leaves,
And the mist in the air shrouds,
The bright blue spring sky.