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Spring is here ,young and old birds are gliding in their dreams.The cats and dogs are warming up in the bright ball of gas in the sky.
The butterflies are flapping their wings while the wind whistles.
The daffodils stand crouched like soldiers about to go to war.The sky is a beautiful aqua :that has cotton candy blobs that gush with the wind.The rocky mountains are covered in pa;e white snow; like frosting on a cake.
The bees will buzz ,the birds will sing ,the sheep will "baa"and cows will "moo"but only you can feel this damaged towns heart beat.

by Bridget 

1 comments:

  1. Very nice Bridget! I like your fist sentence! Great poem!!!

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