The sun is out and the air is warm, While the wind still carries a chill. The days are still short and the nights are still long, But soon enough the days will fill.
The snowdrops are blooming, and The birds are singing their songs. The days are growing longer, And soon enough winter will be gone. The days of February, A time of year that can be so dear. A time of fresh beginnings, A time of love and cheer.
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