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I see your green pastures Coming back to life Hear birds singing The woodpecker moves To the beat of the tree Springtime has arrived The waters rush fierce Moving fish in its current Leaves slowly returning The building blocks of life Arching over like a tunnel Springtime has arrived Water droplets fall off the rocks Creating miniature rivers Leading to roaring waters A stream that flows with life Washing away my cares Springtime has arrived Man made beasts Move through the paths Post hibernation Breathing fresh air And little ones following closely behind Springtime has arrived JM 4/9/17
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Apr 9, 2017
Apr 9, 2017 at 8:18 PM UTC
Springtime
I see your green pastures Coming back to life Hear birds singing The woodpecker moves To the beat of the tree Springtime has arrived The waters rush fierce Moving fish in its current Leaves slowly returning The building blocks of life Arching over like a tunnel Springtime has arrived Water droplets fall off the rocks Creating miniature rivers Leading to roaring waters A stream that flows with life Washing away my cares Springtime has arrived Man made beasts Move through the paths Post hibernation Breathing fresh air And little ones following closely behind Springtime has arrived JM 4/9/17
Went hiking with my son for the first time this season. This is what we saw, heard and felt.
JonPoDom
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Apr 9, 2017
Apr 9, 2017 at 8:18 PM UTC
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