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Apr 2016
'Twas a wintry April morn
  To which we were given to the chill
Of a surprising revelation
   Snowflakes falling bitter pill.

Spring had receded rather quickly
Only one day separating the fools
A joke of sunshine's colder shoulder
Old wives tales and yarns on spools.

So dust the crown ever so lightly
A halo crisp, fresh, and white,
On the crocus and sweet magnolia
  The tail end of Winter's might.
April 2nd, 2016
Lucas Keith
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Lucas Keith  Michigan
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