The earth awakens from its sleep,
As morning sunshine starts to creep,
The trees regain their vibrant hue,
And flowers bloom, both old and new.

The gentle breeze whispers through the trees,
A soothing melody that rustles leaves,
The rustling sound, a symphony so sweet,
Echoes through the forest, wild and neat.

The sun climbs high, its warm rays shine bright,
Bringing life to all, banishing the night,
The creatures stir, their voices raise,
In joyous celebration of nature's praise.

Nature's beauty, a treasure to behold,
A gift so precious, a story to be told.

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