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Springtime

Spring is on its way my favourite time of year,
the birds start to sing they are so pretty to hear,
the buds on the trees begin to blossom and the bees in their troops start hunting for pollen.
The flowers will Bloom the sun starts to warm the sheep start to Lamb and babies are born,
No hats no scarfs and goodbye gloves for spring is here the season I love.
Long evening walks in the lovely spring air,
it's past 8 o'clock but I don't care.
People are happier in springtime I know goodbye to the Rain the wind and the snow.
It's still quite chilly mind so grab a coat let's go to the lake and hire a boat.
We pack a picnic my family and I,
we'll sit on the grass and watch the world go by spring is here and now you all know that spring is a season that makes me glow

Rhian Elizabeth Clark

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Tony Taylor

Hello RHIAN!!....this is such a lovely write...... you have an excellent sense of rhythm and timing....... helping the imagery you've created here ~ seriously bloom!!.....I could almost smell the smells of " Springtime" !!......ALL STARS!!.... well done dear poet sister!!..... and.......WELCOME to COSMO!!.......LOVE and ROCKETS!........T xo

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Rhian Clark

Thank you that's lovelyΒ  of you to say xΒ 

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Aspire to be

Β rhian, softly written, spring creeps upon us, oh to be in EnglandΒ 
when the buds start to bloom !
yes, welcome to cosmo!

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Rhian Clark

Trust me i wrote this on the 1 spring day we had its been snowing since and is really cold ..

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