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![]() Fall and winter comes and goes, coming forth spring unfolds. Daffodils, tulips, and yellow daisy, laying in the shade, feeling lazy. Bright sun comes filtering through, clouds so white, and sky of blue, shines down on sweet, sweet flowers, bring forth life, all that is ours. Life, Love, a spring romance, he brings flowers and we dance, I am dancing on cloud nine, this spring flower, and love is mine. This is what's called, spring fever season, a lift to my step's, there is a reason. The trees and flower's all in bloom, from winter into spring from my cocoon. ![]() By: Cissy C.R.W. 3/20/08
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