Anew
As we finally wash away past winter's grime
I hear the birds of spring's young chime.
They begin live anew for this new year;
flora and fauna's songs- freshness to the ear.
Blooming buds and chirping birds-
Inspirations for birthing of well rhymed words
of beauty and grandeur everywhere
and sweetest smells filling the air.
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