Another Spring

I look out my window

Everything is turning green

The newly budded leaves

On the hillside can be seen.

A briskly blowing breeze

Moves the branches to and fro

Makes the scene a gentle movement

In spring time's annual show.

A gull flies through the picture

In its endless search for food

And the waving branches

Seem to resent the gull's intrude.

Then the breeze subsided

And everything grew still

Among the cherry blossoms

That grew upon the hill.

Next the sky grew cloudy

And rain began to fall

Which splattered on my window

And trickled down the wall.

The rain kept falling steadily

Throughout the day and night

When I looked out next morning

It was a pretty sight.

The budding leaves had opened

In the early morning sun

Showing off what Mother Nature

With her rain had done.

By Dave McLaren of Haileybury, ON