Spring is the crisp, fresh air,
The tall trees with the beautiful tiny buds,
Blossoming apple trees and lilacs,
Fragant and exquisite,
Signs of spring everywhere,
The melody of birds singing,
You could hear the sounds of the wind,
The dancing trees, swaying to and fro,
A season of delight.
Author: Gwen Meyer-Erlach Schutz
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