Spring, It’s coming…

As the flowers bloom, the birds glide across the sky.

You can see the bees find the pollen as the queen bee looks by.

The rose petals fall like rain,

Lily and Iris are lying in the paddock dead from the sun. 

Soon there shall be no rain for us to see.

We live life as hard as can be.

The droughts are coming and we once had rain,

We might not live in as much luxury as we do now,

But you never know, it might be for the best,

So save our planet while we can.