Spring
I saw one this morning
Then this afternoon I saw more
Their faces pointing to the sky
They were peeking around trying to hide
Not knowing what they should do
It has
been six months
Since they have shown their faces
Some of them were blue; some were red
But
all were beautiful
In the
bright sunlight
I know
now that I can start over
Where there will be more in the morning
And all through the spring
I can feel life renewed through them
As it is for all times
They tell of the on coming spring
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