Bluebirds sitting on a rainbow

Bluebirds sitting on a rainbow

Bluebirds sitting on a rainbow’s gleam,

Spring will soon unfold its dream.

A hush of green, a sky so clear,

The scent of blossoms drawing near.

Soft breezes hum a silent tune,

Beneath the glow of a silver moon.

Petals stir in secret cheer,

Spring’s sweet touch is ever near.

Golden dawns will paint the skies,

Hope reflected in their eyes.

Meadows wake as dreams appear,

The tender bloom of yesteryear.

Raindrops dance on blades of grass,

Time’s gentle moments slowly pass.

Colors blend, both bright and sheer,

And spring at last will soon be here.