Where trees were just bare
Now new buds whisper secrets
In softest green hues.
And departed birds
Return with songs of triumph
Celebrating spring.
I rejoice in warmth
And hear birdsong melodies
I am now renewed.
Where trees were just bare
Now new buds whisper secrets
In softest green hues.
And departed birds
Return with songs of triumph
Celebrating spring.
I rejoice in warmth
And hear birdsong melodies
I am now renewed.
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