the air tastes fresh and clean,

and gentle mist welcomes the morn,

sparkling dew clings to the grass,

and the flowers wake reborn,

the sun warms the once-barren earth,

and birds produce new song,

as my chilled bones begin to thaw,

I wish it were spring all year long.

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    David Robson

    I love these. Publish, publish, publish

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