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Me again. I thought this was a nice poem for a beautiful Spring day. From the Deseret 2nd Primer–lesson 28 (Latin script):

The lark is up to meet the sun,
The bee is on the wing,
The ant his labor has begun,
The groves with music ring.

And shall I sleep when beams of morn
Their light and glory shed?
For thinking beings were not born
To waste their time in bed.

Shall birds, and bees, and ants be wise,
While I my time thus waste?
O let me with the morning rise,
And to my duty haste.

spring2015.txt · Last modified: 2015/05/23 16:59 by prmachula