Forest covered hills, the trees blurring into a soft
brown haze, now hold hints of green.
Skies the soft pale blue of springtime;
the sun much warmer each day.
Happy trumpet faces of bright golden
daffodils sway and sing in the soft breezes.
Where ever you gaze there is a promise,
the renewal and lightness of spring.
Color and life slowly waking,
being reborn, and sharing the joy.
K~*
brown haze, now hold hints of green.
Skies the soft pale blue of springtime;
the sun much warmer each day.
Happy trumpet faces of bright golden
daffodils sway and sing in the soft breezes.
Where ever you gaze there is a promise,
the renewal and lightness of spring.
Color and life slowly waking,
being reborn, and sharing the joy.
K~*
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