Birth Of Spring
There's a story I'm certain
Of a beautiful spring,
Wide-eyed and open to the wonders
And the warmth of the sun.
The life flows and grows out;
Morphing, glowing, turning away
From cold the clutches of winter.
Only to be decieved into thinking they're admired.
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