The King of Spring

I got a spring in my step:
a twinkle in my eye.
The sun is blazing
as my needs are met.
On this day, I won’t be shy.
You bet I will be staying
until the sun is set.
I’m not sad, no need to be
when my soul runs free.
The chirping birds
and pastel-colored words
are being sung and heard.
To me, it must be spring;
Why not dance and sing?
I got a spring in my step:
a real reason to breathe.
There’s no reason to frown
as sunlight hits my crown.

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