This is a poem on how I feel concerning spring. Hope everyone enjoys it.
SPRING
By
R.J.Peters
In the spring the robins sing. The flowers and trees begin to bud. The sun feels warm and bright, the sky is clear at night and all of nature’s creations seem more of a delight. People start to plant and lovers begin to pant, spring is in the air. Churches have their prayers, they even have their fairs and everything is a delight, while to many the world seems new and bright. Some people write books while others take notices of their looks. People go outside more often, some even drive to Boston. Some people like to sing. Me, I just like spring.
Dear readers, this is my third book of poems, and inside are a special collection of what have turned out to be not only MY personal favorites, but also the favorites of many of YOU. Some of these have never been available in print before...
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Selected poems from previous & forthcoming collections together with Q&R apps on each page to enable audio rendition simultaneously with the written text
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