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Spring is on the Way

When Spring appears, there's no more showers as Cuckoo arrives to clear it's throat, Warm earth brings forth awaited flowers in once dark places, so remote Which now light up with daffodils down in the valleys, on the hills Rustling new leaves of nearby trees now filled with birds singing their song

They've not been here all winter long yet settle back with greatest ease.

The Lilacs of purple, white and blue hiding among the heart shaped leaves, Bluebells peep out flowering anew through skeleton leaves it interweaves, The spikes of the crocus poking out to grow alone, not tall but stout, Small hungry beak pops up from nest with snow long gone, no more the frost return of foliage once thought lost Spring is now back looking it's best.

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