Spring Is In the Air
All the leaves have turned green
No white flakes anywhere to be found
Grass being invaded by beings from the sky
Bugs and pests that have hid are in abundance now
Me left to mow that same grass
Dreading the suns heat
Desiring the shade
Copyright © Chris Broyles | Year Posted 2007
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