Rose buds are blooming
Spring is in the air
Grass is beginning to grow
Pollen everywhere
Bee’s popping out of hives
Birds laying eggs
Creek water’s warming
Tadpole’s sprouting legs
Winter lays the old to rest
Spring brings the new
The one thing that never changes
Is the love I feel for you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem