Spring Spring a Wonderful Thing
The apple blossom dances crazily from eager growing hands.
In joyous lands, many birds build nests while parading their fine and dandy selves, then
sing tunefully under vast watercolour skies.
longer evenings and warmer weather, making life come out from hibernation. The fog of
winter has lifted at last, and even the flowers begin to smile.
Copyright © Emma Buckeridge | Year Posted 2011
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