Out in the yard a single daffodil blooms. A few brightly colored tulips. And many green sprouts. They reach towards the sun. "Spring at last!", they all say. Spring at last. The grass is greener now than I have seen it for a while, and the bright sun shines through the windows, warm and gentle. Squirrels and birds are in a jumble about the trees. "Spring at last!", they all say. Spring at last. Tree branches reach upward, excited for the new season. They don't have leaves yet, but they will soon. "Spring at last!", they all say. Spring at last.
I like the way you wrote this, what with the leaves and flowers saying spring at last! :)
ReplyDeleteI like how you kept up the theme of "spring at last," very nice work as always.
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