Come alive!

 

 

Late morning left asunder

room filled with golden wonder

it’s our time to come alive

 

Turn over roll in clover

Our melt will soon be over

Feel the buzz inside your hive

 

and I’m sure that we’ve sprinkled the seeds of spring

got an inkling this movement might change everything

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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