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The last dreary days of winter,
Have silently slipped away;
And Spring sends out invitation,
For all to come and play…
The stage is a lawn of green velvet.
Curtains are soft willows swaying.
The spot light, the warm summer seen.
The actors are young children playing.
The birds are the band.
They strike up a note.
Little flowers come forth so exited;
As we watch the birth of another spring.
I am so glad that I was invited!! …