Gnome Gnotebook

And now, for your reading pleasure, the very first poem I ever wrote as recorded in my very first poetry book. Remember the Gnome Gnotebook you gave me in the second grade?

Spring

I certainly do like Spring
Where little birds come
Out and sing
Always keeping in time
Always sounding like a chime.

When flowers start
To bloom
All the children hoping more will
Come soon.

I especially like the weather:
The clothes you put on are
Light as a feather.