
Spring is here, oh, season dear.
Rain is needed – let’s be clear.
Bulbs in soil, thirsting sure,
Sun rays needed to endure.
Wet and dry, warm and cold,
Days are varied, we do behold.
Bird songs heard once again,
Robins, sparrows, jays and wrens!
Trees budding baby greens and pink,
Petals forming at branches’ brink.
Pollen floating all around,
Beauty emerging from the ground!
Lord, I thank you, yes I do,
But Lord oh Lord…. aaah…achoo!!


Gesundheit!
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Danke! LOL!!
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