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A Spring Poem
Winter, cold, harsh, dry, barren, is over.
Blossoms turn trees on carpets of clover.
Warm sun and breezes,
for some they are sneezes.
Bees sip on nectar from goblet sweet.
On tree-branches high, the songbirds meet.
Leaf-buds burst green, laugh at happy rays,
Ere full with celebration of joyful spring days.
So we see, feel, hear, taste, and dance,
And delight in springtime romance.
The End
© Lincoln & Belinda Solomon
Therefore if any man be in Christ, he is a new creature: old things are passed away; behold, all things are become new.
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