The sun awakes in a sleepy stretch,
Yawning warmth on a winter's wretch.
Birdsong flutters on the breeze,
Waking trees from slumbering ease.
Blossoms burst in a vibrant hue,
Pink and white, a canvas new.
Daffodils peek, a golden crown,
Winter's chill is finally down.
Butterflies dance on silken wings,
Carrying whispers of joyful things.
Bees hum a happy, busy tune,
Gathering nectar 'neath the noon.
Children skip in fields of green,
Laughter rings, a joyous scene.
Hope unfurls, a tender shoot,
Spring's embrace, a vibrant loot.
The world reborn, a verdant dream,
Where life awakens, a sparkling stream.
So open wide your heart and soul,
Let springtime's magic make you whole.
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