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As Winter Bows to Spring
Frigid days are disappearing
Gloomy graphite skies are clearing
Robins are sighted on the wing
As Winter bows his head to Spring
Leaves appear on maples and oaks
There's no need for warm woolen cloaks
Balmy weather, Nature will bring
As Winter bows his head to Spring
Crocus blooms rise above the ground
Cricket chirps are a welcome sound
It is the season of birthing
As Winter bows his head to Spring
Bees will start to harvest nectar
Task of a pollen collector
Beware the needle of their sting
As Winter bows his head to Spring
Copyright ©
Lin Lane
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