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May 2012
It tastes like peppermint
Smells like snow
Feels like sunshine in a garden row.
It teases like raindrops
And giggles like flame
It looks like a snowflake: it’s never the same
It whispers like willows
And sings like the wind
It hums like a rainstorm about to begin.
It flies like an eagle
It’s warm like the sun
It’s the promise of love that has barely begun.
Sonja Eliason
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Sonja Eliason
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