Poem By Chelsea Dawn Rogers
When I'm feeling lonely or
very full of gloom,
A flower is so bright,
It makes the whole world bloom.
A flower comes in many colors
all around the world.
It has a special magic
That can brighten up a pearl.
It is so very lovely.
It makes a smile grow wide.
Even through the worst of winds,
It stands great tall with pride.
Spring is the smell of sweet flowers blooming
and butterflies flying over fields.
Bonnie blue skies and green, green grass
from hill to hill.
The refreshing smell of pine trees all around
and the fun of planting flowers in the ground.
The ring of a bird's nest is gorgeous to see.
Spring means everything to me.