SPRING TIME |
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SPRING TIME
Harsh weather has departed Birds are singing Bright and beautiful golden sunshine A whole new world of difference to yours and mine There’s spring cleaning to do Now do a jaunty tune, play the fife Rebirth, renewal, a second chance You’ve thought outside the box somehow |
© The e-book, short stories and poems are the copyright of the author Sandra Osborne, Kolkata, India. |