The cows lay lazy in the house
Pulled with sleep
Wrapped around sheets
The cool air outside
The birds chirps
Sounding on trumpets
To welcome spring through open doors
Buds busting forth
Flowers unfurl their state flags
They begin to sing in rapturous chorus
Black music notes on bars come out
As they sway their petal arms in the air
I watch behind a window enthralled
At their beauty thinking only of when time comes
I will pluck them for a bouquet for my one true love
Moonlight. Theater spotlights. Flashlight beams.
Search lights finding someone in dark.
Crayon. One of many duplo blocks. Magic marker.
Wheat. Grains. Corn on the cob.
Flashing traffic lights for slowing going.
Eyes of wolves. Eyes of owls.
Fall leaves. Straw from scarecrows.
Singing canary. Goldfinch. Warbler.
Goldenrod Crab Spider.
Golden retrievers. Labradors. Carolina Dog.
Palomino horses. Cream cats.
Bees. Hornets wit stingers. Honey
Giraffe. Leopard. Cheetah.
Box of Cheerios.
Sunflowers. Buttercups. Daffodils.
School crossing sign. Slow sign. Deer sign.
Emergency Vehicle sign. Bicycle sign.
Slippery when wet sign.
Placing a injured in emergency truck.
Mustard. Cheese. Sour lemons.
Peppers. Morning scrambled eggs.
Butter. Bananas. Mac and Cheese.
Big bird from Sesame Street.
Bird’s feet. Golden compass.
Aged old maps.
The flowers not yet in bloom
They still hide within the ground
Hoping more rain will come soon
One yellow and black flying fuzz
Has not yet left his hive home
when he finally leaves for work
Bumble bee will fly on its mission;
To find any flowering plant
That he can pollinate as he wishes
Flutter his wings he buzzes onward
From flower to flower to do his job.
Collecting the honey flowers give
To bring back to his hive;
Th golden liquid which is called
That can be harvested as a sweet treat.
Bee flies onward towards this mission
To feed the flowers; to harvest;
Bring that sweet honey nectar back to share.
Velvety soft with lavender hues,
It smells like lilacs of late June.
The wind whispers through its petals
Brushing against them with loud rustle.
The purple flowers flowering with great splendor,
Have finally come out with great wonder.