One spring day
As I meandered
Through my greening world,
And listened to
The sounds of birth
Surrounding me,
I observed a song,
A symphony of life
Springing from
The dormant fields
In colors of
A new season
Filled with violets
And hues of yellow and pink
As an artist’s brush
Lavished his canvas
With impressionistic
Beauty,
And the waking earth
Held murmurings
Of awakening life
As birds sang,
Dogs barked,
And children played
Together
Like all the players
In the symphony
Collaborating
To create a spring
Concerto,
And the music
Rang through the trees
Dancing with the breeze,
A waltz
Circling round
And round
While a single bird
On the rooftop high
Sat wrapped
In feathers and sky.
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