Birds bubble forth a melodious song,
The plants bloom in colorful throngs.
Life is rising from the ground,
How the noise of spring resounds!
Windows open in curiousity,
What could this pure, crisp tune be?
The invisible wind whispers in the trees,
While a sweet sound is heard in the hum of the bees.
All creation resurrects in harmony,
From the snuffle of a baby rabbit,
To the tiny birds hungry pleas.
A song from the earth begins to ring,
Singing praises to our King.
~Bugg
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