my feet remember the soft grass between my toes,
my legs remember stretching out on the soft dirt,
my body remembers kicking back,
my arms remember cartwheels around the bushes,
my hands remember playing in the mud,
my face remembers falling face first in the lake,
my mind remembers fishing on a good spring day
and soon spring will be back again.
This is some nice poetry Jamayne, it really describes how you feel about Spring!
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