Blessed is my spirit as sun shines bright;
spring comes calling to make things right.
Winter’s cloak shed at last; snow is melt;
no longer cold winds blow; nor bitter felt.
Gray skies replaced with brilliant blue;
upon budding grass this morn is dew.
Trees rejoice; their leaves soon unfold;
warmed by the sun; released from cold.
Geese squawk loudly and Robins sing;
heartfelt joy their lovely sounds to bring.
Awake at last is hope divine; bathed in sun;
flowers break the soil, their graves to shun.
Rivers flow again; with their currents strong;
streams allowed again to sing babbling song.
Like nature around me; I too begin to flourish;
delighted springs returned; my soul to nourish.
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