Clouds drift through the sky
Blue as sapphires
My sister’s eyes
In the tree my father’s pruning
The sun shining from behind him
The camera lens smiles
What a pictoresque day!
Sky is the highway of clouds
White as the snow
That still hides in the creases of earth
Here at home
A family happily outside
Waking the yard for spring
New plans await us
May the birds and their songs
The voices of children
Humming of winds
Whispering of blossomming leaves
ring
ring
RING
Through the air of this
spring
spring
SPRING
