As I walk along the tree line
I check so carefully
Study the tips of branches
But there is nothing to see.
I noticed that the Primroses
Have bloomed all winter long
Of all my many flowers
They are most resilient and strong.
I know we are amidst winter
So cold in many states
Which one would be the coldest?
I'm sure there are many debates.
But I am from the North West
Our weather is quite mild
So I look for tiny little buds
I suppose I am acting like a child.
Okay, I know time goes fast
I guess I must assume
It is simply still too early
To find sweet lovely blooms!
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