In the tender morn of spring’s embrace,
Petals unfurl with a gentle sigh,
Whispers of warmth in the cool breeze trace,
As life awakens beneath the sky.

The meadow hums with newfound glee,
Colors burst forth in vibrant sway,
Butterflies dance, wild and free,
In the golden light of breaking day.

Streams sing softly, their crystal glide,
Through the valleys lush and green,
Carrying tales of winter’s tide,
To lands where only dreams have been.

Underneath the blooming trees,
Hearts find solace in the gentle hue,
As spring’s renewal whispers with ease,
Promises of hope and life anew.