So beautiful for all to see
Everyone’s heart fills up with glee
Like soldiers ready and alert
Small signs of spring stuck in the dirt
Delicate seeds all fly away
Ready to sprout another day
Right above my dear Uncle Burt
Small signs of spring stuck in the dirt
Swaying in the nice, cool spring breeze
Until frost comes and makes them freeze
All the bees come over and flirt
Small signs of spring stuck in the dirt.
1 comment:
hey!!! I liked your poem, especially the part that repeats because it makes the poem interesting. oh, class is ending...ok good poem!! byezzzz
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