Spring Is Here

To close out my year of poetry, I have a palindrome poem for you.
 

Here is spring:

Budding trees and
Breezes blowing;
Flying kites and
Branches waving;
Growing flowers and
Birds chirping;
Laughing children
Sailing boats;
Gurgling fountains
Reflecting
Fountains gurgling,
Boats sailing,
Children laughing,
Chirping birds and
Flowers growing,
Waving branches and
Kites flying,
Blowing breezes and
Trees budding.
Spring is here! 


Congratulations to me!  I made it!  (Even coasted out on old poems :)  )