Springtime Memories
In
Pennsylvania country home
Footloose feelings
tantalize me still
When weather becomes warm and mild
Buttercups and violets popped up wild
Fragrant blooms wherever we’d roam
Of new sights and sounds we had our fill
Greening grass tempted and beguiled
Flung off our shoes and joyfully smiled
Toes in earth like a garden gnome
Raindrops and puddles gave us a thrill
Formed cakes and pies from mud we piled
Stocking the creek made fishermen riled
Bubbling water frothing like foam
Bicycles out and flying downhill
High kites among memories filed
Springtime when I was a little child
In Pennsylvania country home
Footloose feelings tantalize me still
When weather becomes warm and mild
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