Tiny sprouts of flowers are peeking through the ground.
The trees are full of tender leaves reaching for the sun.
The animals around us seem restless and aware,
The time has come for frolic; nesting time is here.
Birds are soaring in the sky, as busy as the bees.
Looking for the perfect spot way up in the trees.
A home for eggs that soon will hatch, so baby birds can grow,
And sing a springtime melody amidst the melting snow.
A fox, a deer, a little skunk wipe winter from their eyes.
They take a look around them at springtime’s sweet surprise.
Winter’s cold has blown away, nature proudly wears,
The gleaming glow of newness as renewal fills the air.