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The Breathtaking beauty of Spring |
A butterfly flows on the wind And sails across the sky A warming breeze has touched her wings The sigh of Spring blows by Inhaling her sweet pheromones The soil becomes alive As tender shoots and tiny buds Within her hands revive Soon gently flowing rainbows bloom As waves upon the ground And nestled in the petal's hues The jewels of Spring astound Reflections of another world Without the winter white Where dewdrops sparkle once again The gems of morning's light The songbird sings a serenade Of lyrical delight Rejoicing in returning home The journeys~end of flight Then tiny Peepers catch the tune And on the first warm night A symphony of trilling voice Illuminates twilight As trees begin to feather out With greens.. in leaps and bounds The water chimes . . in icy brooks Regain their tinkling sound A blaze of color touches earth Replacing all the rust Our spirits feel refreshed and new When springtime starts to blush A butterfly flows on the wind But ... is she .. a disguise? Is she .. the breath of spring to come Or wings that touched the sigh? |