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The Lady Of Spring

The winter shadows are forlorn,

The spell of winter dies,

The grass begins to grow again,

As she passes by.

The warm spring sun is in her eyes,

They melt the snow away,

The night of winter is now passing,

Now comes the spring and day.

The trees shake off the blankets

Of their long winter sleep,

And bring forth leaves and flowers,

And send their roots to dig deep.

The fields burst

Into many colored flames,

Wild flowers aplenty

Bloom around the dame.

Her hair of ravens wing,

Sends forth the butterflies,

In her every foot print,

Do the bumble bees arise.

She makes her way to the mountains,

And there walks slowly up,

She sees new lives awaken,

Bear cubs, Blue birds, and Fox pups.

She reaches the top of the mountain,

And stands in bare feet on the stone,

She looks into the valley,

As she sits upon her throne.

She lifts her eyes up,

And looks into the sky,

She knows the winter is now gone,

The spring has now arrived.

1:43 p.m. - 2004-03-28

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