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Spring
The cool wind soothes an over-heated heart
Like snow on a melting glacier
As sticks bloom with green
The dark fades into light
Winters' chill brings blankets and cosy times
Films stretch long like a lazy rhyme
Bereft of qaulity like a poorly planned crime
But, more to the point, is the 'family time'
Daffodils warm in sunlight
Animals venture as Birds' fly
T...
Thursday 27th February 2025 3:39 pm
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