Poem: Spring By Betsy Bee

SpringSong of Spring

What is the time of year where flowers grow, where the sun comes out, and water flows. When is the time the birds come out, the time of year everybody talks about. It has such a wonderful sound, It’s the time of year leaves don’t fall on the ground. I never knew it’s the best time of year, until my grandpa started living here. He says ” Son now you should know the time of year you use the hoes, because it’s when the flowers grow, SO pretty now you need to know. I’ll tell you now but keep it a secret, you can’t even tell it to the egret. The thing i’ve been telling you is Spring my boy” and that always filled me up with joy. And so now you know what i’ve been saying, better go see the dog Huffy baying. Oh, yes it’s my favorite time of the year, have no fear it’s spring!  

 

 

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