Often the exultant voice of Spring Has greeted me in flowered field and wood In mornings of her joyous offering And evening's quiet peace and pensive mood. I have watched the new-born flutter in their nests A parent's patient voice upon the wind Through beauty know that all my life is blessed, Widened is the heart and unconfined.
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