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Apr 2013
As I see the snow is melting,
As I hear the Robin sing,
As I touch the dry, warm grass,
As I feel the gentle breeze,
I know Spring is coming....

As I climb the green, budding tree,
As I feel the cool, soft rain
As I smell the fresh, damp earth,
As I taste the sweet fiddle heads,
I know Spring is coming....
Aggie Fredette
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Aggie Fredette  Vermont
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   Chris Thomas and Gary Muir
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