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EARLY SPRINGTIME
Early springtime brings you glory, Lord;
each infant leaf and bud
is sign of life which only You can give.
The bark of trees in grays and browns
is stark against the crocus
shooting yellows, shooting purples
from the freshened ground below;
while high above, the branches,
touched with faintest green,
sway in springtime breezes,
waiting to be seen. |
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