Birds are chirping in the trees, birds are singing with
the bees, bees are flying past those trees where bunnies
sit and play while deer are by the bay, oh spring time is
the place to be, so relaxing so nice so wiled, the kind of
place to sit and watch the clouds go by. I go to sleep at
night and dream a dream of spring time. I sit, sit, sit and
see, see, see that there’s no where that I’d rather be, than with the birds and the bees and the coconut trees, there’s no where I’d rather be!
this is another one of my random poems from 3 years ago…..take in to consideration that 3 years ago i was…..10!! =] so, i really kinda sucked at writing.