Everything is fragrant, so nice to smell. Throw a penny into the wishing well.
The clouds are forming, impending rain, wildflowers blooming all down the lane.
The trees are spreading to form a shade, tablecloths have been laid.
Baskets of food filled with everything good. Small animals creeping out of the wood.
The air is fresh, no worry about a freeze. Take a deep breath, just feel the breeze.
Lets throw a spring because winter is over. Never stop searching for your four leaf clover.