“Sneezing Through Spring: Hay Fever”
Mother Nature, take my hand,
I think you’re just grand.
With trees and grass of green,
The best I have ever seen.
Flowers are blooming just to please;
Hay fever, watch out! I must sneeze.
Mother Nature, please look –
Is there a painless remedy in your book?
For I love your beautiful outdoors,
To the grass and dirt on your floors.
But my itchy, watery eyes,
Can’t see your heavenly blue skies.
My red, raw, stuffed-up nose,
Can’t smell a beautiful rose.
My sneezing covers your chirping birds,
This is awful, mark my words.
Please, Mother Nature, please look.
Is there a remedy in your book?
For my, clogged up red nose.
So, I can smell a beautiful rose.
For my itchy, watery, red eyes.
So, I can see your heavenly blue skies.
And to stop my constant sneezing,
So, I can hear birds chirping, which is pleasing.
Mother Nature, take my hand,
You’re beautiful and so grand!

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