Everything turns green, the earth renews,
Nothing else smells like a fresh spring rain.
Celebrate we will, the warmer winds,
Hearing robins sing their sweet refrains.
Add to that, the flowers start to bloom,
Nature paints the landscape with her brush.
Trees, with branches splayed, begin to leaf,
Enchanted is the world with spring's first blush.
Don't let spring go unnoticed, in your rush.
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| Writing Prompt |
Write an acrostic poem that celebrates your favorite season. Any word can be used, as long as it includes why you enjoy that time of year. |
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Season's acrostic.
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