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Spring 1
In winter Days are short and the nights are long In winter Birds sing a different song In winter I can see my breath flow through the air
In winter Bare branches on the trees In winter Water flows and waters freeze In winter I can see my breath flow through the air
Puddles of ice and the dewdrops Look nice on spiders' webs Frost forms on the fern fronds Like dust from an angel's wings Mmmmm
Winter Snowflakes fall upon my cheeks In winter I may not see the sun for weeks In winter I can see my breath flow through the air
Puddles of ice and the dewdrops Look nice on spiders' webs Frost forms on the fern fronds Like dust from an angel's wings Mmmmm
Winter I'll embrace it Winter I'll dress for it Winter I can see my breath flow through the air