Monday, April 17, 2006

Spring Poem


A poem my dad recites almost every spring...


Spring has sprung, the grass is riz.
I wonder where all the flowers is.
Author Unknown

1 Comments:

At 4/17/2006 7:42 AM , Anonymous Marsha said...

sounds like something my father would say. : )

 

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