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5am skies Paint a periwinkle view A slick step underlies This cold morning dew It should come as no surprise The birds echoing coo And I can only surmise That springs fighting through But the forecast lies And warm glimpses are few As winter bored eyes Beg the sun to come to This town softly sighs Reluctant flowers grew And sunlight it pries At the clouds we so rue Yearn for giving up ties To bundling till we brew Instead saying our hi's To the shorts we outgrew Then we'll hear children's cries As the school year is through How summer yearly buys Precious freedom to renew As a sunbather fries To reach a darker hue And teenage boys rise Forget shirts when they do When the cold rain dries Although not quite on cue This change is a prize You could take part, too
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Apr 14, 2016
Apr 14, 2016 at 7:27 AM UTC
A slow spring
5am skies Paint a periwinkle view A slick step underlies This cold morning dew It should come as no surprise The birds echoing coo And I can only surmise That springs fighting through But the forecast lies And warm glimpses are few As winter bored eyes Beg the sun to come to This town softly sighs Reluctant flowers grew And sunlight it pries At the clouds we so rue Yearn for giving up ties To bundling till we brew Instead saying our hi's To the shorts we outgrew Then we'll hear children's cries As the school year is through How summer yearly buys Precious freedom to renew As a sunbather fries To reach a darker hue And teenage boys rise Forget shirts when they do When the cold rain dries Although not quite on cue This change is a prize You could take part, too
hippiekiddie
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Apr 14, 2016
Apr 14, 2016 at 7:27 AM UTC
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