As days,
grow longer,
night loses,
it's colder,
starry ways,
birds stretch,
and loom,
earlier,
less still,
hibernating,
other's too,
come to life,
seemingly,
a slowly,
start yet,
all a part,
of nature's,
springy grandeur,
as well,
the tree's,
the flowers,
begin to,
freshly bloom,
soon thier,
fragrances,
will fully,
fill my room,
and I will,
know this role,
as spring has,
been fully,
sprung.
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