Bright and green, pure and light,
Growing, flying, Frisbees throwing.
Spring’s presence, purer than a summer’s fling,
Awakes life, reflected in me as a lake.
Flowers blossom, revealing Spring’s power
Exultant and proud, their best displayed, perfect.
Monday, April 18, 2005
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