I am Happy

I am happy because there's sun,
I see the winter's done;
And all frosty is out of the earth,
The green has now a new birth.

There's peace in new blue sky,
And clouds are easily going;
The past away settles and fly,
All with excitement is growing.

Flowers do colors now show,
Shimmering blossoms so quite;
Before, they were seeds in the snow,
Now they give fragrance in the night.

I am happy strolling the meadow,
Over open field - on my way,
Butter-cups and dandelions glow,
As they color up a beautiful day.

In a forest a nest is sighed,
Of leaves and daisies waved;
A young bird sings with a pride,
Looking at what his heart craved.

The days are like rivers of light,
Sunburning the stones of earth;
A wonderful feeling and a sight,
Of regenerating seasonal birth.

I am happy in morning smells,
With ruffling weaves of a brook;
And toothed leaves of silver bells,
With earth in all its newborn look.

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