I was inspired to write the poem below one afternoon not too long ago.
I hope you enjoy it.
The light lingers a little more
casting shadows along my door.
In morning sun the flowers shine
and strong winds move all in rhyme.
Sprouting trees reach for the sky.
Buds exploding as days go by.
Birds sit watching on my shed
dashing off for scraps of bread.
The sun it warms a little more,
my sleeping cat begins to snore.
Spring fills all with air so light
wonders and beauty fill my sight.