I love spring,
She's bright and fair.
The birds all nest
In her hair.
She has a theme.
She has a song,
And sings it as
She skips along.
She springs forth
And dances about.
She loves life—
Without a doubt.
I love spring,
She's bright and fair
With lovely blossoms
Everywhere.
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