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IT’S SPRING AGAIN
When I was a girl of twelve..
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It’s spring again
I will sit on my porch again
Smelling white blossoms again
On vines with thick green leaves.

Waffled in fragrances of peace again
Enlisting the warmth of the sun again
Guaranteed reasons its for specifications
I am twelve, I am gifted with appreciation.

The vine is mine again
To embrace its glory again
Touching and fully grasping again
Rare moments of happy living

My breathing is refined again
Made purer by childhood time again
Its spring again
My playthings are here


Earthene Fleming
August 1, 2009

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