​Flowers and roses are blooming, In ribbons of crimson and gold, While over the hills and the meadows, The secrets of summer unfold. ​Birds are chirping, bees are buzzing, A symphony tuned to the sun, The spirit of winter is fading, And the dance of the garden’s begun. ​The grass is a carpet of emerald, Still damp with the mist of the dawn, While shadows play tag in the orchard And stretch 'cross the length of the lawn. ​The breeze is a whisper of velvet, It carries the scent of the pine, As nature rewrites every color And teaches the world how to shine. ​Each petal is drinking the dewdrop, Each wing is a blur in the light, A world that was sleeping in silence Is waking up vivid and bright.