"A Springtime Poem For Little Children"

“A springtime poem for little children”

It’s time for spring baby birds in song
soft the sound a chirping melody
hopping outside a flying game
from mom and dad waiting
with worms so plump
a new meal delight
found in the sunlight
shining down the lane
deep in the forest trees
the leaves slowly now green
sighing at last winter hiding away
it’s snow so softly melting
trickling under a shadow
the clouds passing by
seeing tiny tadpoles
waving goodbye
soon to croak as adults
jumping on the lily leaves
hiding away from spying salmon
slowly wagging their tales
swimming downstream
to see the sea again
a new season.
for them.