Spring Poem

The Joy Of Being Outside

I love to be outside and I can't describe how wonderful nature is.

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My Way To Relax

© Justyce M. Ryder

Published on March 20, 2017

The birds sing,
Bugs cling,
Butterflies flutter,
Water drips from a gutter.

A beautiful day,
Here I stay,
Bathing in the sun,
I start to hum.

Making a song
With spring,
The grass clings
To me.

I stand up,
Brush myself off
And cough.
My eyes caught the beauty of spring.

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