Spring 8 by 5
I love pretty spring,
flowers it will bring,
now I want to sing.
Colors flowers wear,
in cool spring day air.
Pretty is my yard,
looking like a card,
fence will be a guard.
I really see,
a big yellow bee,
it's looking at me.
Look a butterfly,
flying real high,
is he saying hi?
The red ladybug,
I want a big hug.
Copyright © Paula Goldsmith | Year Posted 2025
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