It's nice to see the Sun appear, as Springtime comes our way..
With warmth and beauty in it's path, and hope for a brighter day..
The trees begin to come alive, with branches reaching out..
And birds begin to sing in tune, as Children run about..
The gift of Springtime, back again, to stir our thankful hearts..
To look ahead, and rise above, and find a brand new start..
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Nice poem on spring. Sweetly flowing 10+