Spring by Katherine Cary Place
Oh, Spring is here, and all the air, Is scented with a fragrance fine,The cardinals too, have built their nest, In the same old bougainvillea vine.The mockingbird is sitting high, And sweetly o’er the air you here,His happy song from morn till night, Telling the world that Spring is here.The March winds blow with mournful… Read More Spring by Katherine Cary Place