In the garden's gentle morn, Where daffodils in dance are born, Blossom trees in pastel hues, Sway beneath the sky's soft blues. Lambs frolic in the emerald fields, Where green grass to the sun yields, A symphony of life awakes, As dew the tender morning makes. Chicks chirp in joyful glee, Round the hive, where buzz the bee, Children's laughter fills the air, Nature's joy beyond compare. Leaves like whispers softly sway, As spring in all its bright array, Heralds life from buds on boughs, In this world of now and hows. Here where sun and life entwine, The heart of spring's design, A dance eternal through the years, The beautiful rebirth, renowned and revered.