From sunrise rays cast their spell
on grass, flowers, bushes and trees
causing nature to bloom
and from dust and rain
nature is drawing its power
and breathing out the scent of spring.
All over birds are singing,
flying up and down
and butterflies, bees,
hornets and grasshoppers
are gliding, flying, buzzing
through the air
and the joy of spring is everywhere.
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