.ˇ:*¨¨*:ˇ.The Frisky Wind .ˇ:*¨¨*:ˇ.
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This frisky wind of early Spring
Such sweet memories it brings
Of quiet walks on summer lanes
Of fancy kites with strings
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The cool kiss of Spring air
Nibbles on bare ears
Eyes cleansed with happy tears
The mind at last feels clear
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Outdoor fun pops into mind
As sunshine's burst forth
Happy voices ring out loud
On many tennis courts
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Scenes of summer jamborees
Dance before my eyes
Bumble bees and butterflies
A million bugs that flies
copyrightŠ2006Irene
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