Why I Love the Springtime

The earth is brown, the trees are bare, the grass is thin.
The wind is cool, the sun peeks out once in awhile.
It rains. It rains. It rains.
And then:
Tiny flowers peep out of brown ground.
Buds appear on trees, then leaves and flowers.
The grass grows thickly.
The wind is still cool; the sun still doesn't shine every day.
And it rains. It rains. It rains.
This is the cycle of the seasons.
New life is coming forth!

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