Spring
Location
The green grass hides the
Living creatures in springs’ meadows,
Dancing, frolicking, swaying
In the wind that makes the flowers
Shiver
The daunting clouds tease the meadows with rain.
Yet, the golden sun casts
Bold rays that shine down on the excited bugs,
Making them flutter, crawl, and mingle in the
Sharp blades of newly grown grass,
Barely visible
Fresh petals linger on the ripe bulbs,
Eager to reach out into the warm sun
That is what I like most about this season,
All the new things that weren't there in the
Frigid winter.