Springtime

The inflorescences of each flower

Many personalized scents

According to each mortal and soul

Each petal and contrasting emotions it represents

Chirp chirp I hear,

Not something you discover every dawn

The flamboyant feather placed on each wing

Every hatchling just wants to play on a lawn

The natural glow radiating above us 

It masks as a sun during the days

But honestly, it's just another orb of hydrogen 

Gleaming its heat rays