Springs and Winters

cold but the street is filled with vibrant wonders No one was out but ttthe momma birds were thriving They always seem to be the best adapters But they are the ones that are fighting. Mom birds and dad birds counting down the 89 days Just watching the time slowly go by Hoping that one day they can convey Winter is about done and the ground is about dry. The new experienceses is now awating The baby offsprings has tones to offer By the time spring is almost done the offsprings are almost done abating They are on to there next adventure. Time flys by fast and it is back to were we started The new mommy and daddy's are calculating 89 days is now a big fuster Although they are accelerating. They can't complain Everyone is full of overjoy No one can contain Nor be annoyed