Hail in da Spring, a start of new beginnings.
Creativity awe-inspiring gives a reason 2 b living.
Plant life showing life anew, a wonder 2 b found.
New born lambs playing in da fields, birds nesting all around
People enjoying da sun & da warmth, feeling good 2 b alive.
Spring gives a purpose 2 our lives, a touch of Paradise.
May da spring of ur love b tender & sweet,
da summer b rich & fulfilling & deep,
da autumn b warm & rewarding, complete, & always...
let dr b love.
No matter how long da winter.
Spring is sure 2 follow.
Da years at da spring.
& days at da morn.
Morning at seven.
Da hillsides dew-pearled.
Da larks on da wing.
Da snails on da thorn.
Gods in da heaven.
Alls right with da world!
I Love spring anywhere,bt if I could choose.
I would always greet it in a garden.
D season of spring
weather seems 2 sing
lovely lovely days
r coming our ways
D season of spring
of nature of all kind
let roots unbind.
Da air is like a butterfly
With frail blue wings.
Da happy earth looks at da sky
Ur ringt1's singing melody of days of old,
ur smses r long winding paths 2 s2ries yet un2ld.
Dis msg is in plaintext
yet u r bright & bold.
April showers bring may flowers
bt after he loved u 4 all those hours...
he went & loved her..
april showers bring may flowers..
bt only he will bring u powers..
2 let ur heart garden grow..
4 winter's rains & ruins r over
& all da season of snows & sins
Da days dividing lover & lover
Da light dat loses, da night dat wins.
Spring is everywhere in East & West,
Spring has da smell of a treasure quest,
leaves of Spring in a treasure chest.
& all of da fruits of Spring,
I would really like 2 test.
Da splendor of da rose & da whiteness of da lily
do not rob da little violet of it's scent nor da
daisy of its simple charm. If every tiny flower wanted
2 b a rose, spring would lose its lovliness.
It's dry, hazy June weadar. We r mor of da earth,
Da 1st day of spring iz 1 thing, & da 1st spring day is another.
Da difference btween dam iz sum timez az gr8az a month.
Spring makes itz own statement, so loud & clear
dat da gardener cmz 2 b only 1 of da instruments,
not da composer.
Whn da April wind wakes da call 4 da soil,
I hold da plough as my only hold upon da earth,
&, as I follow through da fresh & fragrant furrow,
I am planted wit every foot-step, growing, budding, blooming in2 a spirit of spring.