Birdsong sings a lullaby
While rocking in my swing
Reminisce of days gone by
It feels a lot like spring
I love to watch the clouds float by
While going for a walk
Beauty all around asks why
As frogs begin to talk
A lonely bud pushes through
The ground that's dark and cold
Fighting for it's lifes debut
Will it dare to take ahold ?
I live my life looking around
At all there is to see
I stand perplexed at what I've found
No doubt that you'd agree...