Early one bright morning
I step outside the door
I notice something different
I didn't see the day before.

The cold winds of winter
Blow gentler towards Spring
All around me becomes renewed
For every living thing.

I hear a new melody
From high up in the tree
The one only a bird can sing
A song especially for me.

The smells,the sights,the wonders
Seems to be all around
Just step outside into nature...
See the wonders that abound.

© 1999/2000 Christine McClimans aka Corky Ferguson