Innocence and purity!  The beauty found in Spring!   When creation’s voice is echoed!   It is a magic scene!   Silence turns to symphonies!   A chorus in meadows, and nests!   All the newborns dance and sing!   It seem they never rest! Colts and calves, kids and lambs.  Dancing in the fields!  Ducklings swim, and chicks they fly.  Spring’s pageant seems surreal!   (Poetry by R. Lyle Johnson)