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May 2020
There are masses of
Dandelions
Along the roadsides
What an array of colour

The rain is coming
The antidote
we need
For spring flowers and trees

The dry rough soil
Will drink
And soak
soften
And begin to breath

A natural skill
Of nature
To adapt
Whenever it needs
Written by
Sheila Stafford
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