Tis’ My PoemThe sky
Tis’ My Poem
The sky is dreary and gray
It’s a cold day
Even though spring it may be
Spring we have yet to see
Maybe it’ll come by May
Yet my hopes say nay
But spring will come surely
Prying through the cold warmly
Opening the doors and pushing snow away
A sun will shine warm r says
Enter a new season today
May flowers will us glee
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