Culture
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Written by Elizabeth salter
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Sunday, 10 April 2011 13:57 |
Spring Waking
There's a moment of spring When the world goes poetic, When black stalks are Suddenly transformed to green.
When sunlight is streaming And warming and healing, And windows are opened To let in the scene.
When all those dark moments That made us so weary Have vanished, have vanished On wings of the breeze.
And new are our lives In the joy of the birdsong, For ever, for ever With Spring Song to please.
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