By Senior Jess Billimore
In the springtime haze, there is a breeze,
Petals dance around with ease, breathtaking sunsets,
My love for spring is true, each beginning is new,
Birds sing melodies, sweet and serene,
Living like this feels like a dream, when the day ends i take a sigh,
An array of colors kiss the sky, i envy the birds as they fly,
Lost in spring, nature’s hush,
Each day i feel a rush, butterflies dance in the soft sunlight,
And my dreams take flight.