Spring is a pretty season,
When plants, flowers and trees
finally grow,
Nature blooms with beauty,
During the spring season, the butterflies fly admiring their appearances,
Animals hope to have their babies during this time,
When it's spring birds happily chip and sing loudly with their hearts and souls,
Creations like cute animals are precious in peoples' eyes,
Different types of creations are admired
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