Winter left its track,
For Spring to bounce back,
Birds hail its hope-filled coming.

Sparrows twit and tweet,
Proud of their own feat,
Tree-top cardinals yodel.

Squirrels race and run
Relish squirrels fun.
Nesting time is drawing near.

Fresh air holds a chill,
Gives the sun a thrill
As it scatters all its rays.

The wind sighs sadly,
Moans and groans badly,
Still it weakly linger on.

Flower tips in view
Now plays peek-a-boo,
Nature IS having a ball!