The sparkle of sunlight, the new blossoms of spring, as it shines in the eyes of new born lambs yet to walk.
Spring is here forcing its way through the remaining cold of winter.
The yellows, pinks, and whites of new flowers, as they burst from the trees.
Spring is here dragging summer with it as it comes
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