The First Day of Spring

Winter is over, the snow's all gone, A sleepy garden yawns at dawn.

A Blooming Garden, bright and new, With colors bursting, red and blue. The sunbeams dance, a golden treat, Warming petals, tiny feet.

Flower wakes, a sleepyhead, Unfurling softly from her bed. “Oh, my goodness! What a sight! Everything's so sunny and bright!”

Bee buzzes by, a furry friend, “The First Day of Spring! The winter's end!” He dips and dives, a happy blur, Gathering nectar, what a stir!

Butterfly flits, a painted wing, Dancing with joy, she starts to sing. “The flowers are blooming, the air is sweet, Spring is the best, a joyful feat!”

Flower stretches, tall and grand, Bee sips nectar from her hand. Butterfly lands, a gentle touch, They laugh and play oh so much!

The garden sings, a happy tune, Beneath the sun and silver moon. The promise whispered on the breeze, Spring is here to stay, if you please!