Breath of Spring

Touch soft the window on your way

Whistle greetings where you may

Through piney trees and rolling hill

wander freely where you will

But linger quiet in the stream

And wake it from its icy dream.

Dance free through rime encrusted trees

Gait unhindered by leaf or leaves

Bid barren branches to turn green

Breath life into their frozen beams

Throw off the death of winter’s grasp

Breeze, bring spring to us at last.

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