Spring’s Calling

Through the window of her eyes she sees
as tiny tear drops of rain fall.
She listens to the melody in her heart
and hears the calling of spring.
Tree's and flowers budding as the grass
is turning green.
Clouds gently dancing to the beat.
The sunshine moves to the rhythm of the
season and blossoms begin to bloom.
The fresh scent of spring filling the air with
the promise of new life.
Birds chirping to the familiar tune.
A rainbow of color splashes the vision of
a gardner's dream.
Spring is embraced with all it's glory as
the universe joins in her wonderous song.
The orchestra of spring is playing nature's

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