Spring

Spring

The dark days have gone
And sunny days have begone.
The only time I turn gray
Is when I need to water
The land for it grow.

The cold days are now over,
I watch as the grass lays
A blanket over the soil,
Preparing the floor for
New born flowers and picnics.

The trees soon will be covered,
Sometimes I wonder why they
Are only naked during winter,
And cloaked during spring.
Weren’t they ever cold?
Rainy or Sunny Days,
I’m glad that it’s spring.

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