Spring Fete
Oh, the soft dulcet breeze of early spring,
comes in waltzing this sparkling morning.
While clear dew drops blink like diamond rings,
and singing birds begin their courting
The wild flowers on the meadows,
start their yearly resurrection,
exhibiting their chiffon pedals;
Swaying to the warming sun’s reflection
The dew covered webs of spiders,
looking like lace on the branches,
as if they were made from special fibers;
while they enjoynew dances
Tiny hummingbirds are arriving
to pollinate the various flowers.
Their trip was arduous but they survived,
as spring sends its magic powers
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