If spring had a face
it would definitely be yours
bringing life to all those
who care to stare
If your voice was an animal
It would be the cutest little cub
soft cuddly and gently flowing
through each listners ear
If poetry in motion had feet
Your walk would define it
Each step gracefully leaving
sweet adorning foot prints
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