By Scott and Holly McGee
Written when we were young children in Elementary School
One day as I was walking,
Through a lovely little park,
Way up in the treetops,
I heard the song of a lark.
It seemed to be saying,
In its happy little song,
"I'm glad spring is here,
For I've waited so long."
"I've seen the awfull winters,
With their cold rains and snow.
Now I see pretty flowers,
That blossom, bloom, and grow."
Spring is so lovely,
And for this reason,
I think spring,
Is my favorite season.