Herald the fanfare of the spring reborn With timpani and trumpet's roar A clarion call from the golden horn As Persephone spreads her wings to soar From the bowers, the birds sing their sweet song Like some carefree dryad playing on his lute And ,when summer breaks, he asks his friends along To play piccolo, oboe, clarinet and flute The flowers bloom like divine violins Ascending to the azure skies Yet, within the flap of a butterfly's wings They are gone, for all earth's beauty dies For then the falling leaves and the velvet blanket of snow Of autumn and winter's adagio.Birth sign: Aquarius
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