the rise of spring
Birds chirping out my window
Invokes a gentle awakening,
With bright pop of colors illuminating
As the sun unleashes tints of yellow
Beautiful flowers blossoming at the meadow,
Unleashing their feminine beauty as they are rising,
You can even taste the mist as it blows
And feel, tangy, fruits bursting while eating
As days grow longer and glow
And the bees are out to sting
The sweet scent of flowers as they flow
Is the best thing that comes from spring
Aside from the warmth that flows
And the happiness that grows