Birds Singing
Birds singing
In gold gilded cages sitting
Red pretty feathers clinging
Do you hear the bells ringing
Spring is here let's go a wishing
Sing loud for it is spring
I want to go and swing
Now you can do your own thing
Giant bees will sting
In the air they are flying
None as big as a king
Going home I am running
Date Written: 4/10/2019
Note: 12 Line Acrostic Rhyme
Copyright © Paula Goldsmith | Year Posted 2021
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