The breath of an early dawn in Spring

Is like a choir eager to sing

To remind us of all that life can bring

The renewal of hopes and dreams that cling

From the early times when life was young

And we found ourselves adrift among

Fellow beings like flotsam flung

On some strange shore to which we clung,

Each with an unspoken fate to face

Engaged in some unspoken r...

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Peeping from beneath the tree,

I heard the primrose speak to me.

Winter's done, I heard it say,

Warmer days are on their way.

Mother Nature waits on me

(The "First Rose" is my name, you see)

While other flowers lie abed,

I welcome Spring and show my head.

Then, with the golden daffodil,

I gild the countryside until

In turn the other blooms appear,

Assured...

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As Spring does its best to break through, here's a reminder of life renewed.

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Peeping from beneath the tree,

The lemon primrose spoke to me.

Winter's done, I heard it say,

Warmer days are on the way.

Mother Nature waits with glee,

The First Rose is my name, you see;

W...

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