Spring Poem by Tay Tay

Spring is a time of rain to wash away the pain of winters cold; when birds do sing and flowers bloom; not one day of gloom.These birds shall wing to and fro on winds that blow from tree to tree.

The seeds we sow will grow flowers where bees will go, and girls will go. Because the scent they love, we all know spring will come and go. Just like before it is always so till the end of the world when no flowers grow. Spring will go and never come, the son is here and life is done. The dead will rise; the battle is won but know this eternity has just begun.Heaven or hell you choose which one.