Spring

Spring is my favorite season. Spring is the season when everything comes back to life. you can feel it in the air. You can see it, and you can smell it. New life is all around us in spring. Trees and plants are at their greenest during spring. Young animals are coming out to see their surroundings for the very first time. It's not too hot yet, and it's not too cold.


Spring
by William Blake, 1757-1827

Sound the flute!
Now 'tis mute!
Birds delight,
Day and night,
Nightingale,
In the dale,
Lark in sky,--
Merrily,
Merrily, merrily to welcome in the year.

Little boy,
Full of joy;
Little girl,
Sweet and small;
Cock does crow,
So do you;
Merry voice,
Infant noise;
Merrily, merrily to welcome in the year.

Little lamb,
Here I am;
Come and lick
My white neck;
Let me pull
Your soft wool;
Let me kiss
Your soft face;
Merrily, merrily we welcome in the year.

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  1. Merrily, merrily we welcome in the year.

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  2. What a lovely poem...I too love spring as I know that soon my garden will start producing my lovely veg!!

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