Spring
I like days with a cool, gentle breeze,
And nights when the stars twinkle with ease.
And the fields are filled with bright colored flowers,
And the afternoon gives way to sparkling showers.
I like when the days become long,
And the air is filled with the sweet robin's song.
And the birth of new life can only mean one thing,
It is the season of Spring.
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