Spring

 Spring by Betty Alsterlund (10 years old)

In springtime when the plants and flowers
Start budding bright and fair.
There's nothing like the fragrant scent
That fills the balmy air.

The children running to and fro,
With laughter and with shout,
Hail the birds that in the air
Are flying all about.

The grass is green, the air is fresh
And everywhere you go
You spy a cricket in the grass,
That's running to and fro.

And, too, the gardening time is here.
With shovel, spade and fork,
Out to the garden all must go
And all must get to work.