Lois Marie Thompson

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It walks the paths of dancing leaves, free falling
Laughter on butterfly wings,
With abandon, never measured, a smile of light-
Pure delight fresh from God's warm embrace,
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The trumpet calls across the plains,
Legions fall and rise again
To fight anew the ill begotten gains
Of power and greed and other things.
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Behold this day and what it brings,
Sunshine, Easter grass, yellow green, grown in
Clusters, perfect for the nestled egg,
Agile robin bent on listening to all earths faint
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