Spring, spring,
Its going to spring.
Spring, spring,
Come for me.
Spring, spring,
Makes me want to sing.
-The End -
This is my 10-year old son’s first ever poem. I thought I would publish it to encourage him.
Spring, spring,
Its going to spring.
Spring, spring,
Come for me.
Spring, spring,
Makes me want to sing.
-The End -
This is my 10-year old son’s first ever poem. I thought I would publish it to encourage him.