The World Starts to Bud

Do you see how the world is beginning to bud?

Sparkling white dust starts to melt away from the snow

Water begins to creep away from it's capture

Flowing freely

Warm rain falls from the fluffy pink-colored clouds that float about in the light blue sky

Leaves from the trees begin to bud

Flowers and bugs arise from the soil

Butterflies emerge from their chrysalis

Ants drag food to their hills

Baby birds learn how to fly

Gardens become flourished once again

Their gardeners tending to the roots and crops

Farmers plant fresh seeds

Bees dance around in their hives to communicate with each other

Collecting pollen from newly risen flowers

People trim bushes and mow the lawn, beginning spring cleaning

Frogs start to unthaw from the winter

Tadpoles swimming in the water of the pond

Maple is harvested, placed in jugs, and served to many

Sometimes they're eaten along with ice-cream

The northern lights put on a show at night for those who admire its beauty

Several animals go from light toned to dark toned for the upcoming seasons

Everything in spring is beautiful

No matter where you are

Where you live

Or where you've come from

There's always a brighter light at the end of the everlasting fall of the white dust

And at times, more than others

You'll wonder how much

This season really means to us

And as the snow melts away

We too can be like water

Flowing freely

After the capture

The world is starting to bud