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Jul 2012
The spring is one of the most mystical seasons,
You're probably wondering why.
Just give me a moment and I'll give you the reasons
for this theory that I live my life by:

First, it's in the soft cool breeze
Just warm enough to excite our senses.
And then in the scent of fresh blooms on the trees
Cause us to abate our defenses.

And the sound of beautiful birdsong
as each species takes its turn
to share with his friends that he's waited so long
for the Spring's warm sun to burn.

And the grass grows greener every day
to depict a completely ravishing display
of contrasts of colors too vast to proclaim
Some so beautiful they deserve a new name!

And the smell that the new-sprung flowers impart
a newfound emotion that seizes the heart.
And you thank the true god for the gifts from above
For providing us offerings that move us to love.

© 1991
SweetCindy
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SweetCindy
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     Sarah Mann and Weeping willow
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