Spring Poem by Troy Nichols

Spring



The sky smells sweet with new life.
The world smiles as the sun comes out
And melts away the winter grey.
Children laugh and children play
Spring is here the birds do sing!
Spring the most beautiful thing.
Nothing else seems to make sense
The world is green once again
The people hold their heads up high.
For it is glorious spring again.

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Troy Nichols

Troy Nichols

Watertown New York
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