Spring Poem by Elizabeth Wrobel

Spring



This morning I took a deep breath of fresh air,
I saw two butterflies on those flowers over there.
Rabbits were running all around,
I blew the white fluff off a dandelion, and it scattered to the ground.
I could tell the birds were coming home because I could hear them sing,
They know, as well as I, that it is spring!

Spring
Monday, December 19, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: beautiful,beauty,nature,season,spring
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ziaeddin Torabi 10 January 2020

yes butterflies are a natural lovers of flowers.

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