When I was in second grade, I wrote a poem entitled Spring Is. Now you may wonder how I would have such a clear memory of the occurrence, so I'll tell you: my teacher, Mrs. Norman, made a really big deal about it, everybody in the class had to copy it down for handwriting practice and at the end of the year awards assembly, she gave me a poetry award. The first line of my magnum opus was, Spring is nice.
The sentiment holds true today. Spring is nice. If you needed further proof, at one o'clock this afternoon there will be baseball on MLB network. Alright, it's Toronto at Philadelphia (and who really cares) but it's new. They also have Reds at Cleveland at five and Dodgers at Diamondbacks at nine.
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