Spring

I see
Flowers blooming
Everywhere,
A rose
A daisy
You name it.
It's the sight
Of spring.

I smell
That smell
Of nature-
That smell
Of bugs
And plants
And
Everything
Else.
It's the smell
Of spring.

I hear
The sound
Of birds
Chirping-
That low
Buzzing
Sound-
Coming from
A flower.
It's the sweet sound
Of spring.

I touch
The flower
Blooming
And it feels-
Like an
Angel's wing
Like a
Devil's horn
Like the
Finest silk
Like the
Dirtiest rag

Like a flower
Like a flower...
You can feel it
Only in the sweet
......Spring......

I taste the grape
The sweet grape
Freshly picked
From Daddy's garden
And it tastes
Like a flower
Mixed in
With dirt
Like a rose
Mixed in
With soil
Like all the
Good things
Mixed in with
The bad
The taste of
Spring

I love the spring.
I love the spring.
......I love the spring......