DOG SPRING (Copyright 2013 by Buster J Brown)

What lie ‘neath snow and now exposed,
A treasure trove for my nose.

Overhead a chorus not heard since autumn,
Migrating birds join in spring’s anthem.

Grass still brown yet sunshine warming,
Bunnies and squirrels are back out roaming.

Spring is here we dogs exclaim,
With renewed zest and spirit aflame.