Spring

Spring is the birth of the new world.

The plants begin to blossom and everything comes to life.

All the colors of plants are all twirled,

Bringing hope and peace to someone’s bitter life.

 

This season is associated with Easter and the small little bunny.

People host large family gatherings for Easter egg hunts,

And everybody talks about that they are so funny.

With all the little eggs that children run to confront.

 

This is the sign that summer is near.

A time that everyone loves and hope will show up faster.

A time that everyone holds so dear,

And a time that there hopefully will be no disaster.

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