Spring has sprung,
The flowers start to grow,
The smell of freshly cut grass fills my soul,
The reason for my passion comes full circle and is whole,
I search in my gardens and i search among the breeze,
I look down at my life from the branch of the tallest tree,
I hear the faintest chirping from a newly hatched egg,
A tiny little bird tries to find its legs,
As it starts to walk a butterfly takes flight,
Declaring 'March is here, come enjoy the sights'.