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Smell the spring's moist sweetness. Feel its softness, rich and subtle. Newness springing from the earth Draws us closer in our loving.
Feel the rich and golden sunshine Spread its tender warm caresses From a deep and azure sky As we lie warm and lazy in the sun.
Hear the wind's soft whisper And its silent, secret laughter. Laughter sifting through the grass Draws us closer in our loving. Touch the magic of the springtime See the weaving of the colours and the dancing of the light As we lie warm and lazy in the sun.
Ó Neil Quintrell 1972 Music Ó Douglas Simper |