Sunshine and Roses

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I'm ready for sunshine and roses,
The long cold days are old;
Where are the Crocus and Jonquils?
Where are the Iris so bold?

Oh, how I dream of warmth,
I want to hear the birds sing;
I miss the gentle breezes
And chimes that softly ring.

Carpets of green should cover the yard,
Not this white wool and mud;
I want to go for a stroll,
And see cows chewing their cud.

I want the colors back,
Not this gray gloom we see;
Sunshine and roses are what we need,
Flowers and sun for me.

Isn't it quite amazing,
How in winter we miss the sun;
But with the heat of August,
We'll wish winter would come.