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I recall only smooth spring,

Waxed purple, peach, and pink,

Garden and forest; oh, they sing,

Make me stop for a moment and think,

A delicate picture under the moon,

The roses all dressed in red,

The petals chant as the grasses swoon,

And bluejays make their beds,

Mockingbirds create a symphony,

Ships float across the sky,

The day is ever yellow & sunny,

Dandelions act as spies,

The luscious flowers in unison sway,

While drunk on satisfying rain,

Elaborate crickets fiddle away,

Amongst the daisy chains,

The smells, whispers, visions, and dreams,

Fade as spring melts into heat,

Nature somehow loses it's gleam,

As it's tread on by bare feet.