О весне

Весна идет...

Spring is coming, spring is coming,
Birdies build your nest;
Weave together straw and feather,
Doing each your best.

Spring is coming, spring is coming,
Flowers are coming, too;
Pansies, lilies, daffodils
Now are coming through.

Spring is coming, spring is coming,
All around is fair;
Shimmer, quiver on the river,
Joy is everywhere.

Spring - Весна

Open the windows and open the door
And let the fresh breezes blow in.
Father Frost has gone to his home in the north,
And all of a sudden it’s Spring!

April Poem - Апрельский стих

In April fleecy clouds float by
Like cotton candy in the sky
April is tip-toeing into the land
Touching each leaf with her delicate hand.

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It is the springtime,
Winter has gone,

Summer time is coming,

It won’t be long.