The freezing cold of winter has passed
We have to say goodbye at last.
The sun shines bright
As the Earth sighs with delight.
“It is spring!”

When the warmth of the sun heats the land,
We feel that it might be grand
To push up our new shoots
And dig in our roots.
“It is spring!”

As our green stems grow,
We are able to feel the wind blow
To see the blueness of the sky
And the magnolia white clouds floating by.
“It is spring!”

These signs encourage us
To come out with
Small presents
Waiting to be opened.
“It is spring!”

One by one we show off our grace
Each of us having our own place.
Individual petals open wide
Showing that there is nothing to hide.
“It is spring!”

But to show a beautiful rainbow
Of all the colors that you might know.
There is crimson red, sunny yellow, royal purple, and baby blue
Just to name a few.
“It is spring!”

However, when this show is done,
There will probably be none
We will be wilted, old, gray
and waiting for the next call of spring to come and say,
“It is spring!”