beautiful are the bids that fly
in a new breezy sky
crisp and bright the sun does bring
along with it as I sing
wind blowing thru my hair
flowers bloom, I only stare
who chooses the colored flower
a spirit within whom has the power.
calming are the leaves that fall
almost hear their the naked call
seasons seem to change so fast
spring is one I'd wish would last
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