Friday, April 11, 2014

A Day in Spring



It is lovely, this day in spring,
With splendid sun and gentle breeze,
The flowers bloom, the birds all sing.
It is lovely, this day in spring,
And it is such a pleasant thing
To watch the squirrels dart up the trees.
It is lovely, this day in spring,
With splendid sun and gentle breeze.

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