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Little Ones
As life around us starts to unfold.
Baby deer in the woods, baby calves
in the barn,
Little baby kittens playing in Moma's
yarn.
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Little babies here and
little babies
there,
It must be something
in the air.
I think it's called
spring, that
starts all this fuss,
and brings all these
little ones
here to us.
� By Harold L. Phillips
1996
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I'm glad to be alive
As the sun shines through
the trees,
The pines whisper
As they sway gently
in the breeze,
The birds are singing
A merry little tune
For they know that spring
Will be here very soon...
� By Marie Phillips 1988
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Sights and Sounds of Spring
I feel that I have no worry or care.
Everything around me is springing
to life,
Erasing the visions of war and
strife.
Oh, that every day could
be as
this new spring day,
With flowers coming
forth in
their colorful array!
Filling the air with
their
sweet fragrance anew,
Each blossom shining
from the
kiss of morning dew.
Songbirds are singing
sweet
melodies of spring,
As bits of straw and
twigs
to new nests they bring.
Even they agree it's
a
beautiful time of the
year,
As they fill the air
with
their glad songs of
cheer.
Butterflies are flittering
around flowers and trees,
Softly in the warm sunshine
and gentle spring breeze.
Bees are gathering pollen
from sweet smelling
flowers.
Such are the sights
and sounds
of the springtime hours.
� By Martha Franks 1996
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