Spring

This poem stinks, but its my first attempt at a poem of this kind, so i hope you like it!!

All the pretty flowers,

Up in bloom,

Never a day of dull or gloom.

All the sky,

Painted blue.

All the feelings,

Coming true.

Spring is full of beautiful days,

And wonderful nights.

Even in the dark of night,

The light still shines bright.

In the blue of day,

The colors stay,

That wonderful shade of blue.

Right before dark,

The orange comes out,

To say hello,

And be mellow.

Then when night falls,

All goes quite and all goes dark,

Until the mornings spark

Author's Note

this kinda reeeally stinks, but i hope you like it at least a lil bit, please review!!!!