Springtime: A Poem

by Cassidy P

Springtime

Once it was winter
And before that was fall
But springtime is my favorite season of all.
I’m tired of cold
Of leaves on the ground
But when springtime comes,
I dance all around!
I put on some shorts
And then a T-Shirt,
And then when I run outside, I blurt,
“Springtime is here!
Let’s all be glad!”
Because springtime certainly is not at all bad.
The flowers that bloom,
The grass that grows green,
As if they are things that I haven’t yet seen.
The birds sing in the morning,
The warm rain begins pouring,
And all of the things that I am adoring,
Seem to be happening all at once,
And while summer brings the shining sun,
The springtime is what I believe is most fun.

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