It's In The Air
The sun is shining, rays here to drownThe hybernation of winter, and with it the frowns.
The trees with their buds, starting anew,
Leaves at the ready to present their debut.
My soul is soaring as high as the birds,
My mind trying and failing to find words,
to describe the hope my spirit does hold,
the optimism of the season begins to enfold
Every woman, man, and child full of cheer,
for summertime is finally here.
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