The florescent vibrant flowers blowing in the wind,
Budding blades of grass popping up everywhere you look,
Lovely little birds chirping.
Sweet chicks popping out of their eggs,
The gold, yellow sun beaming in your eyes,
The woolly white lambs running around in the farmer’s field.
The refreshing breeze blowing through your hair,
A dripping ice- cream on a warm spring day,
The cold sea water tingling your toes.
Families doing egg hunts in their garden,
People going out for a Easter lunch,
Screams of children having fun.
Iris Smith (aged nine)