Wednesday, September 6, 2017

My spring

The beginning of spring



The thunderstorms are here no longer. Yet all the trees are not bare. Although all, the flowers have not blossomed, it does not mean spring is not here. The hot sun shoots rays over the bright green and blue earth. Now the flowers spring to life, and the blossoms on the trees dance in the delicate wind. For, now the animals wake from slumber with, a newborn child.
The grass eats the mud, wanting more space to grow. This all happens in the beginning of spring so I better let you know, plant flowers in your garden, and let them grow and grow.


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