Red, Crimson, Violet
The easy peace
of early spring arrives
Flowers bloom in gardens
bringing colors of red, crimson,
and violet
The wind blows warm
thourgh my homeland
Sparkling eyes greet us
as we watch the
transformation
sunlight beams down
and we taste the light
We'll know joy
when we see the land
renewed
No dark clouds
threatens
us
Breathe deeply of
the sweet air
The verdant earth
has done its dance
Once more
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