When the sun lights up over the land,
the groves grow golden red,
under the light,

The day then starts,
with the clinging of the bells in the far east,
and the roosters singing at dawn,
the sun's golden rays peak out to play spreading all over the land,

The blue jays sing,
the flowers bloom,
and the bees spread the scent,
the day shines brighter than any other icy day,

The game animals awake,
to the sounds from the wind,
they sing and perch to the instruments of day,

The creaking of the old mill,
on Grey's hill,
wakes up the town,
people of all ages boom through the day,
clapping and dancing,
to the rhythm of the day,

The clouds embrace across the blue,
cuddling and huddling the Sun and sky,
sparking the land under a disco light,

Me, what do I do?
I sit nearby the big, blue river,
listening,
to the plops and ploops and plips,
of the fish,
jumping here and there,

Today is a special day,
the first time this year,
nature decided to,
sing the sounds of spring

Don't forget to shine the star!!
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