In yonder shaded woodland knell,
I spy a group of pale bluebells
Nodding their heads in unison
Welcoming Springs watery sun.
Springtime it is here at last,
Shutting out winter past,
Daffodils are scattered round
Standing proudly on fertile ground.
Little birds are all a flurry,
Building nests in a hurry
New life all begins again
All say HAIL welcome Spring.
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