Before the Spring

This poem is about the beauty of spring.

Just before the spring,
the wild comes alive.
The world once again begins to thrive.
birds will sing there humble tune,
And the wolves will howl to the brilliant moon.

Just before the spring,
when the wild comes alive,
I remember the reason I chose to survive,
for if I missed a second of this life.
Only then would I know the true meaning of strife.

The struggle of man is clearly known,
but we have only reaped what man has sown.

But dont forget just before the
spring when the wild comes alive,
We understand the reason why
we have all survived.