The long cold winter is melting away,
Springtime is here,
and the whole World will awaken;
Make room for beauty, as Brooks flow,
greens fill the fields, and golden flowers bloom,
A darling red bird was spotted today,
A wonderful Summer is coming Soon,
Dark skies part and lighten
Those who’s sorrow shall take comfort,
Those who frown will smile again,
Enjoy the fresh and new,
happiness being brought to you.
Romance me with your Tease,
I’m a fool for your charms,
Always Promise to love me Til you Please;
Forever hold me in your arms,
Entice me with your portfolio of Skill,
Tempt me with your passion sublime,
Every day with you gives me a Thrill,
Your love cannot be measured in time,
Finding you must have been Kismet,
Lead me to our destiny’s wake,
Uncover my every secret,
And let’s clear the way for our fate, Love.
From the North to the South,
And the East and West,
Nasty old man winter
has tried his very best
To blanket us over again
With cold wet snow;
You’ve outstayed your welcome
And it’s time to leave,
Please turn yourself into Spring!
I want to open up windows and doors,
And sing in the warm breeze,
Plant flowers and go swimming;
Go away Winter and leave us alone,
I’m tired of being chilled to the bone!
Breaking down the walls to freedom
You exist to claim your passions,
Remove all barriers holding you back,
And tend to your next courageous feat.
As Day puts on her sombre crown;
A marvelous approach to healing
Conducts my happiness;
Settling with the blushing sea,
Beauty reigns in the depths of color;
Promising a new dawn,
Offering unlimited dreams,
And washing away all fears!
It’s your birthday!
I wish you much pleasure and joy,
Let the years to come be
matchless with Happiness,
And may you be fulfilled with
Every part of life!
The happiness you bring to my heart,
words could never say;
You make my life so beautiful,
And move me with your warm personality;
You are a dream come true and give me insight like no other—
My growing affection for you is endless
And ultimately, my heavenly escape—
Turn out the lights,
Caress my soul with your passion,
And never say goodbye.
Time uses the gears of fruition;
Tending to stories of growth,
Marking your years with tenacity and pride,
Sourcing the integrity we hide
Be fruitful and turn your dreams, into reality.
The wild pheasant’s-eye
Lure of Spring Is calling;
The early flowering bud
Delights in love,
and renders forgiveness possible,
There’s no time like Spring.
When life’s alive in everything,
Before new nestlings sing,
And the promise
of their strong wings soar,
Growing with heart
There is no time like Spring.
Frost-locked winter is thawed;
Drips the soaking rain,
Seeds, roots, and stones of fruits,
Young grass springs on the plain,
and life is truest;
There’s no time like Spring.
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