Here's something Yehuda wrote on the topic of "Spring."
The sky is gray but becoming bright, and the light is shining in my eyes. Even though the trees are surrounded by old, rotting leaves, there are flowers sprouting on tree branches. Their smell is everywhere.
I can hear the birds chirping away as they bring worms to their nests. I hear the sounds of kids' voices as they climb up trees and have fun with water guns, for it is spring.
Here's something Yehuda wrote on the topic of "Spring."
ReplyDeleteThe sky is gray but becoming bright, and the light is shining in my eyes. Even though the trees are surrounded by old, rotting leaves, there are flowers sprouting on tree branches. Their smell is everywhere.
I can hear the birds chirping away as they bring worms to their nests. I hear the sounds of kids' voices as they climb up trees and have fun with water guns, for it is spring.
I didn't write that!!!
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