In Springtime
In spring time, the birds all do sing,
announcing what nature will bring.
New eggs in a nest,
a robin's love fest
and bunnies just having a fling.
In spring time, there comes a new birth
New creatures appear on the earth.
The birds and the bees
all do as they please
and all are surrounded by mirth.
In spring time, the brooks do run clean
and new life around is all seen.
The tulips pop up
and a buttercup
and daisies are making the scene.
In spring time, the sky is so blue,
sublime and ethereal hue.
The air is so new,
it smells of the dew.
You know you will find your love true.
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