Ryder's Blog  

Spring smells like fresh flowers.

Planting flowers pink, white, and purple.

Robins in my backyard eating  juicy worms

In spring, the sun shines big and bold.

Now birds build new nests and  have baby birds.

Green grass on the ground feels good walking barefoot.

R:

I loved writing this poem.

I did a good job on it.

I love spring.