First days of spring. Time for more sunshiny days and a new lease on life. Green grass and baby animals. Ah, spring. So I’m going to share a favorite childhood poem of mine. And a fun photo.
Spring has sprung
The grass is riz.
I wonder where the birdies is?
Oh lord ok there’s one up in the sky.
Oh no! It whitewashed in my eye.
But I’m a big boy- I don’t cry.
I thank god that cows don’t fly.