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The beautiful season of spring
Has returned to enliven the mind
The birds on the boughs sweetly sing
To teach us to be gentle & kind
All nature seems filled with delight
The brooks softly murmur along
The sun moon & stars with their bright
Awaken each heart to a song.
But the hand that now holds the pen
And endeavors to scribble in vain
Dreads the spring’s sad return
That gives nothing but sorrow and pain.
S.D.