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Welcome children of the Spring, / In your garbs of green and gold, / Lifting up your sun-crowned heads / On the verdant plain and wold.
As a bright and joyous troop / From the breast of earth ye came / Fair and lovely are your cheeks, / With sun-kisses all aflame.
In the dusty streets and lanes, / Where the lowly children play, / There as gentle friends ye smile, / Making brighter life's highway.
Dewdrops and the morning sun, / Weave your garments fair and bright, / And we welcome you to-day / As the children of the light.
Children of the earth and sun, / We are slow to understand / All the richness of the gifts / Flowing from our Father's hand.
Were our vision clearer far, / In this sin-dimmed world of ours, / Would we not more thankful be / For the love that sends us flowers?
Welcome, early visitants, / With your sun-crowned golden hair, / With your message to our hearts / Of our Father's loving care.