Spring At Last Poem by TR Jones
Spring At Last
Last night I heard the croaking of the frogs
The barking of the neighbors dogs
Last night I felt the warm breeze
The fresh grass upon my knees
Last night I saw the green returning to the scene
Some children jumping happily on a trampoline
Last night I saw everyone in shorts
All the practices for spring sports
And I knew what all this would bring
It is once again, time for spring
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