Early Spring
Spring is in the air today
I saw a bluebird pass my way
She waved at me as she flew by
And beckoned me not to be shy
But climb upon her outstretched wings
There she will sing of many things
And we will soar above the earth
Just her and I with love and mirth
Copyright © Andres Luis Bigote | Year Posted 2023
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