Spring Time On the Prairie
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No matter where you are Spring time is beautiful.
It's spring time on the prairie.
It's quiet and so still,
Except for the ever present wind,
Blowing 'cross the hill.
The grass has begun to peek,
Above quickly warming ground.
Wild flowers raise tentative heads,
The year's first blossoms found.
Down by the gently babbling brook,
A meadow lark gives it's call,
As everything awakens new,
From Winter's frozen pall.
Copyright © Judy Ball | Year Posted 2016
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