7.

Spring has sat on the top of the roofs around my surroundings,
Singing are the birds washing their feathery states they call their bodies,
The cat next door watching closely, waiting for the perfect moment to pounce.
The bees floating in the natural surroundings from petal to petal,
As they are fish swimming down a stream.
My mother, snoozing silently with a book upon her knew.
Peaceful spring is.