Spring
Oh the beauty it will bring. The air will be filled with the fragrance from the beautiful budding flowers and trees. The sweet smell from an early morning rain, that is cleaning the air. I enjoy hearing the birds singing from their choir loft tree branches. All will be singing in perfect heavenly harmony. The days start off with cool mornings until the bright sun rolls out of bed. The warmth of the day's sun will put a smile on everyone's face. Oh Spring how I wish you would stay all year.
"Coming" will not last long turning into Summer
Date Written: 2/8/2023
Copyright © Paula Goldsmith | Year Posted 2023
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