Oh Spring
Who waits so patiently behind Winter's white curtain of cold
Do come into us and wrap your warm tendrils of love and beauty
     around us, replacing this bare, stark world that enwraps
     us presently with your beautiful world of warmth and
     colors a plenty

Oh Sky
Who shelters us all year round
Open up your eyes and cry the tears of rain
Letting the moistness of your drops help germinate
     the seeds beneath our Mother's impregnated skin

Oh Sun
Who hath been hiding from us for so long
Come out and shine upon us with your infinite source
     of warmth that will bring to us an abundance of
     joy and happiness
Gazing upon us with your seemingly endless source of heat
     that emanates from your rays of light that dance upon
     our skin and bring us luminous sight

Oh Grass
Who tries to stand tall through it all
Become fully green and soft again, so as to give us a place
     to lay our weary heads when we do tire after a full
     day of play
Letting your blades of grass tickle the between of our toes when
     we let our feet roam freely over you

Oh Flowers
Who patiently wait to come alive with many kisses of colors
Bloom, bloom, bloom and do open up for us, so our eyes can
     behold the true beauty that you do offer to us so unselfishly

Oh Bushes
Who mostly stand bare and seemingly stoic
Bring forth your beautiful green foliage and delicate little
     flowers that some of you have to offer, that do bloom
     so lovely

Oh Trees
Who stand naked and strong all Winter long
Come, come, come alive with your plentiful green leaves
     that do fill you out so beautifully
For you are our respite from the heat on those hot Summer
     days that are sure to come to us after Spring's end
     and with Summer's begin

Oh Birds
Who doth flee to escape Winter's harshness
Return again, return outside our windows, and perch
     upon a branch and sing to us Spring's melody
     of beauty and joy
For our ears do long for your singing during the time
     of passing silence that does come to us when you
     do flee South for the Winter

Oh Spring, do come into us
For we have been waiting far too long for you to
     free us from this dark, cold, cavernous cave of
     Winter and deliver us out onto your wide open spaces
     of warmth and beauty that you do bring to us in your
     Seasonal call

written by Savannah Skye