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North American Dreaming: Lullaby Of The Wildlands

Spring frogs, peepers,
Serenading the trees,
Serenading the breeze,
Serenading me...

William Burkholder's joyfull poem heralds the arrival of Spring.

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And there came a time,
Spring,
When the rains came,
Renewing my windows view.
Of petaled beauty and buzzing things,
The balmy breezes,
Fondling the curtains just so,
Their shadows,
Dancing across dusty tabletop,
Spring frogs, peepers,
Serenading the trees,
Serenading the breeze,
Serenading me,
Full crescendo never ending!
O my lullaby of the wild-lands
In spring!
Rivers rhythm cascades,
Yelling up the bank,
Calling me to dip my toes,
And smell pine boughs,
Dipping for drinks
From its silver cast coins.
O my lullaby of the wild-lands
In spring!
Aye the time,
Spring,
It has come,
It has come.

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