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Feather's Miscellany: Spring Song

John Waddington-Feather's poem leaps for joy at the prospect of returning Spring.

"Spring in the air," the March hare said,
referring to the weather

"Indeed, I will," her mate replied,
and leapt high in the heather.

"Spring in the air," the South wind said,
a-breathing through the forest

"At last! At last!" the dead trees sighed,
and leaves began to flourish.

"Spring underground," the blind mole said,
a-burrowing through the meadow

"You're right! It is!" the grass replied
and greened the fields stood fallow.

"Spring in the air!" the whole world cried.
"Let not grim Winter tether,
but break its bonds and joyful be
this Eastertide together!"


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