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I sat and I wondered, to myself in my head, what shall I do before going to bed? "There's not much day left; there's no time ...

Thursday, March 31, 2011

Poem 168: Welcoming the Spring

Although you've tried to hide your face
quite far away, I see
it poking through the cloudy lace 
that's between you and me.
You shine so radiant and bright
and move so smooth and free.
Oh brilliant sun, from clouds you rise
and welcome in the Spring.

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