Brown!  Green!

In the spring, I can finally hear the birds

 and feel the wind on my face

 and smell the mud!

I can finally go out

Without a coat or snow pants!

I can finally taste maple syrup 

And build forts!

I can know fun again.

 

In spring, there are trees opening up.

The flowers are bayblades.

There are chirping birds

And clucking chickens.

There are swaying trees

And 87 degree weather.

KLAPOW goes the blooming flowers!

Spring!