Spring Magic
White, fluffy clouds are scattered across the piercing blue sky
Flowers of every color dance in the light breeze
A mixture of aromas play across my nose
making me smile
The sun is shining bright on my face
I embrace the warmth like a hug from a loving grandmother
The soft earth feels cool under my body
I hear the birds singing a song of praise to the beautiful day
The icy water sparkles like diamonds across the lake
As the fish spring up from its hold
Everything wants to witness the magic of this colorful spring day
But the sun begins to set
And the magic begins to fade
The moon rises and it's the end of the day

Some of your description words weren't quite as unique, but overall the poem was detailed without too much information. However, some ares could use some elaboration, particularly when referring to the senses. A few words here and there didn't match up the the idea of a 'magic' spring day, but it was a good poem, short and sweet.