Hannah Ebert

New Year - Poem by Hannah Ebert

A warm breeze, a cotton tail flees. The sun is high and leaves begin to dry. Spring is here, it's a new year.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, August 12, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, August 26, 2013

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