It is spring by Ann Wood
It is spring, and the flowers are in bloom in the gardens.The birds are returning from the south.
This year the spring is cold, and it is still snowing.
As a joke, a friend called it an Eskimo spring.
For example, yesterday, the four seasons changed for one day.
First, it rained, then it turned to snow, an hour later a storm came out, and by evening the sun had risen.
I love spring because it is colorful, and the scent of fresh flowers wafts through the air.
Spring is the best season of the year, with colorful flowers and the song of birds.
Poetry by Ann Wood
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Written on 2021-04-14 at 00:50
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