In the wood-fenced field of grass where crickets sing
seven Whitetail Deer graze in golden hour.
Do they know today marks the first of the Spring?

On an overhanging branch two hawks stretch a wing
while in the shade below the field mice cower
In a wood-fenced field of grass where crickets sing.

The mourning doves perch and together all cling
on drooping wire that gives farmhouse power.
Do they know today marks the first of the Spring?

A red fox from a meadow calls himself king
of another corner with violets in flower
In a wood-fenced field of grass where crickets sing.

Meanwhile, the cows, unbothered by a thing,
with heads low search for patch of grass to devour.
Do they know today marks the first of the Spring?

Then the clouds roll in and thunders distant ring
they all run in as it begins to shower.
In a wood-fenced field of grass where crickets sing
Do they know today marks the first of the Spring?

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Keith is a student at Mary Baldwin University in Staunton, Virginia, studying Shakespeare.