Springtime

Spring is, the nice smelling daffodils.  Spring is, the cool sweet breeze.  Spring 
is, the wind whispering through the trees. Spring is,  soft grass that feels good 
on my feet. Spring is,  little birds that say, "tweet tweet".   Spring is, wonderful to 
me.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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