The Seasons (Spring)

January February and March

Pass hurriedly by 

Cold dark days and  nights

Are but a distant memory

now the warm spring sun

Shines into  a clear blue sky

Crocus snowdrops and daffodil

Push their faces through the earth

As Mother Nature once again

Starts the process of rebirth

Buds appear on naked trees

Colorful flowers and  bursting leaves

Birds sing their welcome songs once more

No soundless barren trees as before

The bright sun shines down on yellow flowers

No storms now... just April showers

But spring isn’t here to stay…

For we know that summers on its way

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