Ode to Spring

Spring is finally here the calender says, and it hasn't snowed at our house for two days, and the wind has slowed so it is time for my attempt at a spring poem(this idea was stollen from my really cute, smart, wonderful eight year old) hmm, hmm

Spring

by Dusty Brinkworth

What wonderful gifts you bring,

dear spring,

newborn calves and chicks hatched from eggs,

thank you, thank you dear wonderful spring,

for now thank God I can shave my legs.

Okay so it needs a little work, but Mike likes it.