Flowers blossom, at your window,
Showing the beauty of spring.
Birds chirping on green, leafy trees.
The grass is lush, and beautiful.
Tulips, roses, and weeds, all dancing in meadows.
Bare-footed children, giggling and skipping.
The sky is blue with puffy clouds,
And joy is all around.
I sit on the grass, making rings of dandelions.
Rose bushes sway right and left,
Holding themselves confidently,
Leaving pretty petals on the ground.
Small worms, crawling in the mud,
Helping gardeners plant their flowers.
Life goes through many changes,
Just like these seasons.
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Comments about this poem (Spring by Goldheart Bird )
(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963)
(12 July 1904 – 23 September 1973)
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(19 January 1809 - 7 October 1849)
(16 August 1920 – 9 March 1994)
(13 September 1916 – 23 November 1990)
Dante Gabriel Rossetti
(12 May 1828 – 9 April 1882)
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(27 October 1914 – 9 November 1953)
William Butler Yeats
(13 June 1865 – 28 January 1939)
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