The Child of Spring

The child of spring,

bounces over pastures

dances with the birds,

smiles with the sun

The child of spring,

cries with the rain,

shivers in the morning dew,

and changes his diapers from brown to green.

The child of spring,

has hair of green grasses

Festooned with dew drops,

shimmering in the morning sun.

The Child of spring,

has shining blue eyes,

Where little birds dance and sing.

and one can enter into their dream.

I love the child of spring,

Fat with birth and rain,

Reborn from winters cold and ice

Green spring grows out of him.

Warmth out of pain.

Christopher H. Holte, written in 80's.