In the tender cradle of dawn,
Petals unfurl with whispered grace,
Beneath the sun’s gentle yawn,
Awakes the earth in sweet embrace.

Streams murmur secrets anew,
Dancing through valleys wide,
In hues of green and skies of blue,
Spring’s gentle touch cannot hide.

Birds weave songs in the air,
Melodies of hope and rebirth,
As nature sheds its winter’s care,
Renewing life upon the earth.

A tapestry of colors bright,
Unfolds across the waking land,
Spring’s delicate, vibrant light,
In every blossom, leaf, and strand.