The eager winter in dead display
The sky a-sparkle great beautifier
With rosy flushes of radiant sachet
The winds at eve, melodic and higher
As clearing harmonies of a delighting lyre
O calm spring morning smooth 'n clean
Sun 'n skies, surges of budtime en·gen·der
Fragrant blooms make the scene
And blossoms of springtide tender
Season now, blue atmosphere splendor
The scape coming stacked with shading
With the smell of magnificent greenery ooze
The stirring in the grass cascading
Presenting to you the appreciated news
All winter days is past blues
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