Spring
From the dead of winter to the elegant beauty of spring. The cold dry air to the warm moist weather. The trees come out with leaves again as the daises reach up for the sun’s warmth. The sky seems to get brighter. Everyone seems to be in a better mood. It's our little taste of heaven. The birds are chirping, the bees come buzzing from flower to flower looking for pollen. Spring in my eyes is a beautiful thing! by Mario
This is a really good poem Mario. I like your descriptive adjectives. Keep writing.
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