Snow yields and rain begins to fall
The ground becomes visible, and grass begins to grow
As we transition from winter into spring
The birds no longer hide;
For they come out in the open and fill the world with song
We strip off our jackets
T-shirts and shorts, now visible to the eye
Flowers begin to spurt from the ground;
The heavens above begin to cry
Showering love and affection, down onto the earth below
For flowers are not the only things that get to grow
A new season is upon us
The last packs up and goes
Humans stand tall next to the flowers
It is our turn to grow