The Awakening of Spring
The winter frost begins to fade, As sunlight warms the forest glade. Green shoots emerge from slumber deep, Awaking from their frozen sleep. The birds return with songs so sweet, To make the melody complete. A gentle breeze through willow trees, Spring's touch puts every heart at ease. The world is painted fresh and new, In shades of yellow, pink, and blue. Life dances in the morning light, Ending the long and cold dark night.
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