Spring Time We Call Poem by Harold R Hunt Sr

Spring Time We Call



Spring time We call
The snow is gone
The trees a budding
The flowers are showing in the ground.
The birds have returned with a song.
At spring time we call
The rain is falling
Children start calling.
It is spring time once again.

Friday, December 12, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: spring
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