Spring

The Whispering wind,

soft and sharp, against my cheek.

Sleepless nights in spring.

Birds fly high above,

blue skies, sweet with pollen.

Cotton clouds swimming.

Flowers and insects,

the regrowth of nature's seed,

blooming with beauty.

Bumble Bees and I,

buzz and sing, around flowers.

Springing with grand life.

The warmth of the sun,

rays dance on the cool water.

Sparkling with laughter.

Nighttime flies by in,

sweet, crisp air, with dew droplets

covering soft grass.

Rain storms with thunder,

soothes our active minds in the

sleepless nights in spring.

Author's Note

What do you think? Anything that needs to be fixed?