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The Harbinger of Spring
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Nature/Environment It's here, it's here
The glossy warmer weather
Of morning glory sun
Rising through the laughter
Of kookaburras' chorus
Atop the electric wire
By the roadside post nearby.
It's here, it's here
The gentle rain I hear
Tapping on the window pane
Like a friendly ghost
Talking to me in my dream
Slowly shaking me,
To wake up from a deep slumber.
It is music to my ears
Its soft notes float on the air.
It's here, it's here
Green, green grasses at last!
Wading through the plain
Thick as carpets, sprawling on the ground.
Trees! trees! everywhere
Green leaves clinging to the branches
Swaying, dancing as the wind blows
Flowers of all colours bloom
Wild, carefree, enchanting!
The harbingers of spring!
