In the frost filled meadow
I watch the dawn’s
first rays
Beginning to melt the
frost
In the majesty of
winter days
In the frost filled meadow
I watch the dawn’s
first rays
Beginning to melt the
frost
In the majesty of
winter days
In the dewy winter meadow
I watch the dawn’s
first rays
Beginning to evaporate
the mist
In the majesty of
winter days
In the dewy summer meadow
I watch the dawn’s
first rays
Beginning to evaporate
the mist
In the majesty of
summer days
In the dewy spring meadow
I watch the dawn’s
first rays
Beginning to evaporate
the mist
In the majesty of the
spring days
Heaven sent April showers
Will bring the May
flowers
And after spring has
begun
Soon comes the summer
sun
As the lengthening days warm up
When the north is on
the cusp
The ice begins to
speak or sing
Heralding the arrival
of spring
Sweet memories of our childhood
Sunny days bright and
pleasant
Cold crisp Novembers
on the heath
Beating the bracken
for the Pheasant
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