Spring

Bluebirds are singing their sweet song,

Sparrows are flying their mates all along.

Flowers are opening like great golden doors,

The toads they are croaking their beautiful cords.

Green grass is growing with sweet smelling clovers,

Now is the time to bring out the mowers.

God is so good to the people around

They are so blessed, with treasures abound.

Samuel Duarte

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