Essence of Spring 

Early one bright morning 
I step outside the door 
I notice something different 
I didn't see the day before. 

The cold winds of winter 
Blow gentler towards Spring 
All around me becomes renewed
For every living thing.
 

I hear a new melody 
From high up in the tree 
The one only a bird can sing 
A song especially for me. 

The smells, the sights, the wonders 
Seems to be all around 
Just step outside into nature... 
See the wonders that abound. 


By Christine McClimans