by Simbo Rumblebelly Oh, I wake in the morning and look out the window To witness the sun rising up o'er the hills So slowly it spreads all its rays on the gardens Whilst bringing to life all the things that laid still A land that was sleeping in Winter awakens As gently the meadows around turn to green The flowers unfurl their delicate petals And trees become covered in garlands of leaves The cockerel is crowing, all creatures are stirring Like sleepers awaking into a new dream Among the tall branches, the birds are all singing And fish start their dancing in silvery streams And even a shower gives such a fine sparkle As rainbows start painting their arcs in the sky The clouds drifting by like the sheep in the pastures I take a good look and I let out a sigh I wish I could capture these moments forever The delicate singing of colourful birds The beautiful sights of the rivers and meadows I wish I could capture it all in some words My head is now full of such wonderful visions With the coming of Spring with its natural sights And truly I know now that Spring has its meaning It's means that we all have poems to write! |
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