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Look out of your window. Who has been here?
Well somebody has, that is perfectly clear.
Now who told the leaves on the trees to unfold
And gave trees pink blossom, out there in the cold?
Who’s been to our gardens and filled them with flowers?
Who touched the clouds and sent down the showers?
Then who told the birds that it’s time to build nests?
Her name starts with “S”. I think that you’ve guessed.
She crept in one morning and melted the snow –
Then touched the wet soil, and told flowers to grow.
She told Old Man Winter to take himself off
For his coldness has left many people with coughs.
The gloomy black clouds were sent packing as well,
The long, winter evenings have said their farewell.
Now listen to birds singing high in the trees,
In this lovely sunshine, here come the bees.
The primroses bloom on the banks in the lane,
Their sweet yellow faces all wet from the rain.
The fields are now filled with lambs at their play.
Oh thank you dear Spring. Please don’t go away.
Copyright 2008