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by Natalia Smolnikova +1B +2B + 3B School 74
by Cecil Frances Alexander
The fields are rich with daffodils,
A coat of clover cloaks the hills,
And I must dance, and I must sing
To see the beauty of the spring.
The earth is warm, the sun's ablaze,
It is a time of carefree days;
And bees abuzz that chance to pass
May see me snoozing in the grass.
The leaves are yellow, red and brown,
A shower sprinkles softly down;
The air is fragrant, crisp and cool.
And once again I'm stuck in school.
The birds are gone,the world is white,
The winds are wild,they chill and bite;
The ground is thick with slush and sleet,
And I can barely feel my feet.
The last is done, the next is here,
The same as it is every year:
Spring, then sunshine, autumn, snow
That is how each year must go.
Pages 14 - 15
Pages 16 - 17
Pages 6 - 7
On a Snowy Day I'm Happy
Pages 12 - 13
Pages 8 - 9
Thinking of Snow
In the Snow
Pages 10 - 11