The Awakening of Spring
The winter's chill begins to fade, Beneath the warming sun's embrace, A gentle breeze sweeps through the glade, And paints a smile on nature's face. The emerald shoots awake from sleep, To dance among the morning dew, While rivers thaw and softly weep, Reflecting skies of endless blue. The robins sing a cheerful song, To greet the blossoms on the tree, The days grow bright, the shadows long, And life returns, wild and free. Oh, welcome Spring, with open arms, Unfold your petals, shed the cold, Impart to us your vibrant charms, A wondrous story to be told.
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