tagNon-Erotic PoetrySpringtime In the Smokies.

Springtime In the Smokies.

byUncle Pervey©

When its Springtime in the Smokies,
The hillsides come to life!
The grass turns green and buds come out,
And birds sing like a Fife.

When its Springtime in the Smokies,
Love bursts forth everywhere.
The animal and bird kingdoms,
Finds "Smokie" love right there!!

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