Spring Has Sprung

Where roses, lotus and tulips bloom,

And moonflower blossoms in the night's gloom,

the leaves turn greener to freshen our day,

the beauty of spring fills the air with hay,

chirping from their nests the sparrows wake up,

Bees suck their nectar from buttercup,

Dancing papillons you might find some,

They're having fun as spring has come.

Over the hedge and on the hills,

I find a bed of daffodils,

Playing joyously on the hills I see,

Until the evening it gets too late,

Yawning and drowning I consider a rest,

And fall asleep in a huge grass nest,

Waking up in the morning,

I look around and smile,

For greeting my morning,

Were flowers till a mile,

The Beauty of spring is undeniably great,

For in this joyful season,

Nature is the supreme mate.