Oh how I love

the first signs of spring!

When Old Man Winter

Has nothing to bring!

When the last bit of snow

ends up in a stream

and the memories of winter

become just a dream!

When a flock of geese

herald a new day

by honking their message

in their own special way

And Oh how the frogs

how they 'peep' in the grass!

yet all become silent

the moment I pass!

I laugh with the mirth

of a babbling brook

And leap like a fish

that just lost a hook!

Oh how I love

The first signs of Spring!

I'm just like the birds

for I just want to sing!!!

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