Spring Radio

The frost retreats in a hush so slow,

As morning drips with a golden glow.

The earth, once clad in a robe of white,

Now wears the dawn in petals bright.

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The brook laughs loud as it breaks its chains,

Dancing over forgotten lanes.

The willow dips her slender hand,

To trace the dreams in the shifting sand.

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The lark spins tales in a voice so clear,

While tulips rise like chandeliers.

Even the shadows, frail and thin,

Turn into lace where the sun has been.

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Feel good music

Is a message in spring radio-o-o

Feel good music

A message in spring radio-o-o

Feel good music

This message in spring radio-o-o

Feel good music