Everywhere amongst us they are continuing to grow,
Some like wild coyotes, to always tell us about spring
Others, like rabbits with colors that seem to over flow
Standing like beacons of light to the Cove they bring
Along the sidewalks they stand with their color glaring
Ready to attack summer like a colorful marching band
But on their bodies with all their many colors wearing,
They become the heart and soul of Spanish Cove land
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