I love the smell of winter as it passes
And spring begins to dance in front of me
The garden starts to tell it's springtime story
And new life springs forward right where we can see
Those emerging stems and new growth tell a tale
That life from dormancy begins again
With a little help from sunlight and some rain
The season I like most begins again
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