Dark and dreary, black and white,
Shades of grey as if at night.
All through my life that was the scene,
With an infrequent glimpse of spring,
Its colors bright its fragrance sweet,
Spring seemed to make me feel complete.
The beauty there I tried to grasp,
But my weak grip would quickly lapse.
Until you came and gave me strength,
And spring became my daily state.
You are my spring!

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