spring
Greeting the sun green.
I step across the ocean.
Dawn will open the door all night.
I was immediately grow blue wings.
Flying to you.
Branches continuously provoked one wind.
Put them threw the air.
For this colorful banner.
Me singing aloud.
The one you turn.
Just hit my chest.
beautiful sound
When springtime comes upon us,
Filling freshness in the air.
Showing natures own beauty,
With flowers blooming everywhere.
Trees start slowly budding.
Opening to the suns warm rays.
Start the birds to singing.
Touching our hearts in these ways.
The grass starts turning greener.
Pushing up out of the ground.
Nature is waking up.
Sending forth her beautiful sound.
spring
Today is the day when daffodils bloom,
When cumulus clouds roar across the sky,
When light rain beckons spring to appear,
Which children pick to fill the room.
When robins returnSpring,
Robert McCracken.
Today is the day when bold kites fly,
Today is the day when grasses green, when children cheer.
spring
Sound the flute!
Now its mute.
Birds delight,
Day and night;
Nightingale.
In the dale,
Lark in sky,
Merrily,
Merrily, merrily, to welcome in the year.
spring
Spring goeth all in white,
Crowned with milk-white may;
in fleecy flocks of light,
oer heaven the white clouds stray;
white butterflies in the air;
white daisies prank the ground;
the cherry and hoary pear,
scatter their snow around.