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Presto per essere....Keats Sonnet Spring is when Nature comes alive The air is clear and all life is new Blossoms bloom on bush and tree With worker bees rushing from the hive On their daily task to help life renew And for this task each plant gives in return A drop of honey to this busy bee Thus rewards for helping to survive Knowing for every task a fee is due Never holding back Nature pays the fee Nor is there any need for concern For in this simple way all life conceives Every year this way new life returns Each plant pushing forth new leaves. |
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