Springtime

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How sweet a tonic is the spring

Reviving nature's spirit

The sunshine and the breeze to bring

The soft ground's fragrance near it
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Canada's geese returning home

Northward bound or falling

Greeting more birds as they come

For: "Spring come forth" they're calling

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Garden beds remember well

Growing warmth and earthworms

Sweet and potent is the smell

Of earth on warmer spring terms

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The blackbirds call on crystal air

That spring is all around you

It has not died, but growing fair

It has to summer bound you

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The clarity that sunlight gives

To air with blue sky backing

Illumines trees where budding, lives

Our leaves-to-be unslacking.

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~Olivia