spring;

beautiful, beautiful weather
clearest of clear skies
not a spot of white fluffiness
no marshmallow clouds to obscure
and the rustling of the trees
leaves dancing in the wind
whisper symphonies.

spring has come, spring has come
finally to grace us
after winter's cold, dark grasp
ice has melted
like a warming heart
chase the gloominess away.

the world is anew
bursting with life.

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