Spring is when you and I are we
Spring is when blessed we be
Spring is when we sway with tree
Spring is when every moment gets free
Spring is when insights flow like see
Spring is when goodness, honor, grace and glee
Spring is when you loved me
Spring is when all goods we foresee
That's my spirit that whispers soft to thee! !
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