By Senior Jess Billimore

In the springtime haze, there is a breeze,

Petals dance around with ease, breathtaking sunsets,

My love for spring is true, each beginning is new,

Birds sing melodies, sweet and serene, 

Living like this feels like a dream, when the day ends i take a sigh, 

An array of colors kiss the sky, i envy the birds as they fly,

Lost in spring, nature’s hush,

Each day i feel a rush, butterflies dance in the soft sunlight,

And my dreams take flight.