Birds and the Bees

Birds chirp

Fawns slurp 

Beautiful sounds of a fresh start 

A wondrous part

Of the year 

We hold dear 

The nights 

And the longer lasting light 

World in new 

Skies of blue 

Sweet, simple drops of rain 

Spilling into the drain 

Wind, blowing by 

The air saying hi

To new faces of flowers

Buzzing, droning 

Sleeping bees moaning 

Awake

For the sake

Of the colony

Audibly

Ready for the New World of Spring