A Sping Poem
The time of spring
Is finally here
Animals and plants
Wake up far and near
Rivers flowing gently
Down from the hills
Watering its slopes
With carpets of yellow daffodils
Life starts to awake
From winters slumber
New life and colour
Appear in great number
The smell of freshly
Cut mown grass
The sun lights up days
with more hours pass
Dancing between flowers
With the busy bubble bees
Or sing with the birds
In the budding trees
Baby animals come out
Jump, laugh and play
The fun of spring
Is here to stay
The time of spring
Is finally here
Animals and plants
Wake up far and near
Rivers flowing gently
Down from the hills
Watering its slopes
With carpets of yellow daffodils
Life starts to awake
From winters slumber
New life and colour
Appear in great number
The smell of freshly
Cut mown grass
The sun lights up days
with more hours pass
Dancing between flowers
With the busy bubble bees
Or sing with the birds
In the budding trees
Baby animals come out
Jump, laugh and play
The fun of spring
Is here to stay
Good Friend
Kinda Romantic 
Ready to Rock 
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