Glistening dew drops against the petals of a rose.
Bees buzzing about,
humming birds fluttering by.
This is what spring is, the beginning of warm days.
Foliage popping up,
mother nature waking up.
Bright flowers starting to bloom,
it's what spring is all about. New life, new love,
And the start of
peaceful nights.

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