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April 30, 2006



The icy chill of winter slowly fades
On Primavera’s lilac-perfumed breath
Through fields of bright chrysanthemums she wades
Her gentle touch brings life to bitter death.

The Earth beneath her beckons Spring’s embrace
Then hugs the balmy river bend and smiles
The cherry blossoms wink at Queen Anne’s lace
As youth drifts infinitely on for miles.

And children scamper through the budding fields
Of endless bright blue chrysanthemum bliss
Where laughter echoes, growing up yields
To grass-stain’d knees and dandelion kiss.

Their tiny bodies roll about the bend
So unaware their youth will someday end.

Posted by AmandaNichols at April 30, 2006 05:42 PM

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