Spring Cleansing
Spring is in the air,
Floral sights everywhere.
The scent of clean cotton,
Darkness forgotten.
A walk in the park,
Big and little dogs bark.
The warm sun shines on our faces,
A few days at Cheltenham races.
Spring is in the air,
Floral sights everywhere.
The scent of clean cotton,
Darkness forgotten.
| Kirstie Grainger |
