Nature's Favorite Daughter
Now that Winter has finally passed,
let us celebrate the birth of Spring.
And watch butterflies ride on the wind,
signaling songbirds to start to sing.
Spring is Nature's favorite daughter,
for no other season can compare.
And while Winter welcomes wretched winds,
Spring exhales balmy breaths of warm air.
Inspiring awe in both heart and soul,
Spring creates exquisite color schemes.
And inking the budding treetops green,
She rejuvenates Fall's weathered dreams.
As Spring's sweet smells evoke nostalgia,
warmth summons memories forged in youth.
And on warm breezes, brisk and sassy,
fantasies take flight, fueled by truth.
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