Sping Is Here Poem by Unique Princess

Sping Is Here



Spring is here
when the first bird tweets
when the air
is filled with the sweet
smell of flowers in bloom
when thunder booms
bringing warm rain
and you would have to
be insane
not to go outside
to play the day away
It is spring!

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