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I love the spring In my bed And the spring in my stride. I love being young and full of lust But Fall, I love that too. The way that simple Things have grown rich... More »
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Sprung from the oak's bare fingered branches These golden tassels rain upon my lawn Under last years unswept fallen leavings Bright spears green in the warming days I beat the old red rugs outside And... More »
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Short spikes of crocus green Emerge beneath The Junipers and Yews Where we planted bulbs Together many years ago Now i wait for spring alone.
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Till under these Pale stalks in Clawed and furrowed Earth; Bury life's remains with snow: our gifts to winter's bitten heart. Awaiting springtime's golden glow.
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