Through My Window

Through my window I see
A beautiful blooming dogwood tree
I sit alone in a solemn gaze
As flowers of all colors unfold
This is one of the most beautiful days
The sun is shining like a pot of gold
The trees have turned a lovely green
And believe me that's not all
There are more sights that remain to
be seen
Because spring is the beautifulest
season of all.

by Donna Langley

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