In the hush of dawn’s gentle embrace,
Spring whispers secrets of rebirth,
As blossoms unfurl with tender grace,
Painting the world in hues of mirth.
The meadow’s breath is sweet and light,
Where daffodils sway in the breeze,
Birds sing melodies of pure delight,
Above the canopy of awakening trees.
Streams ripple with laughter and joy,
As they dance over pebbles and moss,
Carrying dreams from girl and boy,
To fields where golden flowers emboss.
In the heart of Spring’s gentle reign,
Natureâs symphony begins anew,
A season’s promise to heal our pain,
Under skies of endless blue.