Spring At Last Poem by Kathleen Tran

Spring At Last



Looking up at heaven,
I see the beautiful blue sky
The air is like a butterfly
The trees are dancing
I feel the breeze whistle through my hair
Spring is a daffodil over a flowerbed
I hear the birds tweet
And it sounds so sweet
Spring at last...

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