Meadows Of Spring

The meadows of spring
Bloom as they sway
Rise when they ring
And dark while they lay

The idyll accent of day
Gaze at the bright and bold
As they walk out the way
Up till the latent of cold

the sun of brown and gold
the innocence of yellow and white
the wealth of orange for the old


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