Springtime

Springtime comes but once a year
The snow melts and disappears
All because of the warmer weather
The valley comes to life
As the wild flowers bloom
And fills it all with colour

The river begins to flow again
Till it makes its way out to the sea
Where the salmon await to make their way
To the waiting nesting grounds
Of the stream

After a while the birds return
To play their part in
Nature's scheme

But at the summers end
The birds take flight
And head south again
There they'll stay till winters end

Then we wait till winters end
When spingtime comes to life again

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