I'm excited for the green grasses of spring.
Each joyfully stretching skyward warding off the frost and snow
And dull brown hues of a wicked winter.
Now it has passed and butterflies dance upon blade and petal.
The jay and red bird chirp their songs of new-day;
All is refreshed and vibrant with life.
Awaken the sleeping marmots and newts from wintry slumber;
Their rest is complete...
The green grasses of spring are speaking.
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