A little green person
Pokes his head
Through the cover
Of dark brown soil.
He greedily soaks up the sun,
And the rain
Its budding youth.

The little green person
Frees his arms.
His head grows,
Brimming with knowledge,
As it splits,
A small white flower
Pokes out
And hails the sun
In salutation.

The little green man
Is strong.
Strong sun rays
Bathe it
In warm nurture.

The little green man
Gulps in the air,
And the water.
His head is full of blooms.
His arms reach
Stretched to the sky,
And his feet are
Firmly planted
In the soil.
He reaches for the sun.
Spring has come.