The Spring sun shone silently.
Nature roared to life.
Robins and sparrows burst into a
cacophony of chirps and whistles.
Tress and grasses greened and grew,
crackling, in the woods.
Flowers, budded and burst brilliantly;
the yellows, the reds, the blues and
all the shining, shimmering dew filled
buds brimmed, beautifully.
And I whistled a morning tune as basked in
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