frost on the ground when i wake footprints of animals showing where they partake black skies above as pearls of water leave ripples upon lakes as sun beams shadows leave pretty pattens that change with every step i take wind russle branches that make the tree shake changing days are upon us once more as april showers feed the cold earth once more you can almost hear it crying out for more the smell of cut grass feels the damp air as flowers blossom and cry out for more soon im hopeing summer will be here,