Spring
MOTHER NATURE HAS DONE IT AGAIN,
SHE HAS PAINTED A BRAND NEW SCENE.
SHE ERASED THE FLUFFY WHITE BLANKET,
AND BRUSHED IN A CARPET OF GREEN.
HER TEARS ARE NO LONGER ICY WHITE DROPS
THAT PLACED DIAMONDS ON THE TREES,
BUT NOW ARE MOISTURE LADEN TEARS
FLOATING ON A GENTLE BREEZE.
THE VICIOUS WIND, THAT NIPPED OUR FACE,
HAS BEEN PUT AWAY FOR SPRING,
TO MAKE WAY FOR THE BLOOMING FLOWERS,
AND BIRDS THAT GAILY SING.
THE DAYS ARE GETTING LONGER,
AT THIS WELCOME TIME OR YEAR,
AND WE ARE ALL SO THANKFUL
THAT SPRING IS FINALLY HERE.!
SHE HAS PAINTED A BRAND NEW SCENE.
SHE ERASED THE FLUFFY WHITE BLANKET,
AND BRUSHED IN A CARPET OF GREEN.
HER TEARS ARE NO LONGER ICY WHITE DROPS
THAT PLACED DIAMONDS ON THE TREES,
BUT NOW ARE MOISTURE LADEN TEARS
FLOATING ON A GENTLE BREEZE.
THE VICIOUS WIND, THAT NIPPED OUR FACE,
HAS BEEN PUT AWAY FOR SPRING,
TO MAKE WAY FOR THE BLOOMING FLOWERS,
AND BIRDS THAT GAILY SING.
THE DAYS ARE GETTING LONGER,
AT THIS WELCOME TIME OR YEAR,
AND WE ARE ALL SO THANKFUL
THAT SPRING IS FINALLY HERE.!
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