Spring

I walk outside
I hear the birds
I smell the sweet spring air.

I skip along
I close my eyes
I open my arms to the morning sun.

I hug myself
I open my eyes
I admire the diamonds clinging to grass.

I defy gravity
I feel the whoosh
I let the wind rip at my hair.

I give a smile
I pray to god
Thank You, for spring has come.