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THE WARM SPRING AIR
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A YOUNG POET Waiting for a warm Spring day,
Toss their winter coats away.
Spring has finially made the
scene,
Trees again return to green..
Shades of emerald catching
there
Gentle breezes in their hair.
Baby buds open, and yawn,
Awakens in the early dawn.
Velvet carpets everywhere,
Basking in the Warm Spring
Air.
copyright heather burns
