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A poem about spring. |
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Spring is here again Mother nature decides when wild flowers are growing everywhere. The golden daffodil trumpet head looks up to the sun Children's laughter having fun The birds are chirping in the nest trees blossoms grow And warn winds will blow and blossoms fall like snow Soon bright green leaves will grow Spring is in the air Look around you the signs everywhere spring has begun. My Yesterdays: 2/2/26. I answered a review and this brought back memories. of this time. When I was a child and raised by my grandmother ]I called her granny. Granny always bought me a dress and Cathie took my brother and I into Glasgow. We had a good day out as well as having new summer clothes. I loved Spring and summer we were allowed to wear guties today they are call,e plimsoles. |