In the spring time, the only pretty ring time,
When birds do sing, hey ding a ding;
Sweet lovers love the spring.
Nothing is so beautiful as spring
Spring is nature's way of saying, "Let's party!"
Spring has returned. The Earth is like a child that knows poems.
I thought that spring must last forevermore, For I was young and loved, and it was May.
Spring makes its own statement, so loud and clear that the gardener seems to be only one of the instruments, not the composer.
The naked earth is warm with Spring,
And with green grass and bursting trees
Leans to the sun's kiss glorying,
And quivers in the sunny breeze.
Is it so small a thing, To have enjoy'd the sun, To have lived light in the spring, To have loved, to have thought, to have done?
It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.