Arrival Of Spring
The smell of spring is in the air,
flowers blooming everywhere,
Butterflies kiss the end of my nose,
tulip heads begin to show.
Snow flakes now turn to rain,
no more aches, no more pain.
I'm taking off my long underwear,
the warmth of spring is in the air.
Mother Robin she says, "HELLO",
with motherly pride, she proudly glows.
With 3 tiny chicks all snuggled in nest,
she puffs out her tiny red robin chest.
Her song of cheer is so sweet to my ear,
I look forward to her song every year.
Because she represents the first of spring,
I listen for her, and for what she brings.
Spring is the cleansing of our earth,
given to us free, at our birth.
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