When Spring springs, life blooms, gaity ensconce,
Life finding the joyful way to return from the freeze.
Being churned, accentuating the flavours in cones,
The dessert bringing smiles to faces like a breeze.
Troubles aren't eternal, life survives under the snow,
Bursting forth in all glory, when frost is no more.
We occasionally do notice, but founder our know,
Deeming retribution beyond us, wanting more.
The chances of that call is but far and few between,
The mode that the call comes will be in the tween,
The way we take it up makes us king or queen.
Spring rings in blooming out the gloom of the year,
If not felt, not smiled upon, feel the caprice near,
When sprung upon all the darkness it will sear.
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