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Saturday, March 9, 2013

the smile of Spring



soft and kind
the approaching breath
rearranges my being
my eyes see clearer
all of nature seems
to wear a sheen

smiles abound
I hear the hearts
they flutter with glee
although there is
pain and suffering
somewhere,  today
I bathe in it’s water

a freshness appears
In the eyes of Spring