IT IS SPRING BY ANN WOOD
It's spring!Outside, it smells of blooming trees and flowers.
The sun illuminates the earth with its warmth.
And the birds fly from the southern countries.
It's spring, and the earth awakens from its winter sleep.
Baba Marta is also kind to us this year.
Poetry by Ann Wood
Written on 2026-03-23 at 22:09
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