It's been raining a lot here where we live.  Winter lasts a long time --  it even snowed two weeks ago.  We are just getting spring in our area, even though the calendar says summer has just begun.  My daughter, Grace wrote this poem recently in celebration of the new season.

Nature's Ball

By Grace

Here comes the rain.

It splats on the window pane.

After winter is cold and drear,

rain comes and says, "Hello Dear!

Though winter was here and froze the earth,

I represent a brand new birth!"

Come celebrate this joyous day.

Come with me and we will play.

While the rain begins to fall,

please come and dance at Nature's Ball.

The bushes wear diamonds

and the grass wears pearls.

And in the wind, the leaves dip and twirl.

The robin bathes as the rain starts to fall,

all in preparation for Nature's Ball.

The birds rush around to find a place to sit.

The worms on the ground make a fine banquet.

The trees are gracefully dancing.

The young fawns are joyfully prancing.

The majestic evergreen stands strait and tall,

and looks with dignity on Nature's Ball.

Summer will come,

then there will be fall

then winter will freeze, the snow to fall.

When  rain comes again,

come one and all.

We will attend Nature's Ball.