Awakening of the Joyful Spring
The winter frost begins to fade, Beneath the sun, a warming glade. The sleepy earth opens her eyes, To greet the bright and azure skies. A gentle breeze begins to sing, And whispers softly of the spring. The emerald leaves unfold anew, Adorned with drops of morning dew. The golden blooms awake and cheer, For life returns, the season's here. A joyful dance of light and grace, That brings a smile to nature's face.
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