Poem I wrote Because I was Bored.
The grass stretches and bends after its winter sleep,
The meadow is filled with life from the deepest hoot to the smallest peep.
The Sky Turns Blue from the dull grey they brought winters dread
Everyone opens their eyes as big as apples and get up out of bed.
The snow is completely gone and melted away
Winter is gone now and it’s a new day
The Animals that have been sleeping are still here
Prancing and dancing in there wondrous s cheer
The Deer Jumps up and down in a nice formation
The butterfly immerge in amazing synchronization
The Bear of the forest comes out of his den in style
All powerful, beastly and hungry for a while
The grass stretches and bends after its winter sleep,
The meadow is filled with life from the deepest hoot to the smallest peep.
The Sky Turns Blue from the dull grey they brought winters dread
Everyone opens their eyes as big as apples and get up out of bed.
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