Spring is finally here.

spring poem..

Spring

the flowers red

some are blue

the air is so sweet

as good as new.

Spring time is here,

time to give our share

pick the flowers

here and there.

The weather is amazing

like a tickle on your neck

it makes you feel welcome

like a little peck.

You stare around you

you see trees,

green grass and red roses

it's a beautiful breeze.

Spring time is here

so dont be selfish,

share it with someone,

the beautiful air.