Spring Is In the Air
Spring is in the air
down by the brook
on trees and
in nooks
The flowers bud
the birds sing
with happy heart
the bells ring
The ivy spreads its tiny hands
up the church walls
it grows straight
and never falls
Spring is fading each day
it passes each day
and soon we will behold
we no longer are in May
Because summer is on its way
Copyright © Samantha Hildrig | Year Posted 2016
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