Butterflies flutter joyously over the clover,
squirrels bark happily as they scurry across the grass,
rabbits hop about merrily under the tall old oak trees,
doves coo harmoniously in worship of the sun's warmth,
foxes scamper through the woods dancing 'round in celebration,
owls hoot their husky song of rejoicing over the darkness of night,
wolves howl with delight over its time of plenty,
bass leap with joy over the crystal blue waters,
as the forest celebrates the coming of spring.
Donavon Scott Vinson
