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Springing Up
#WritcoPoemPrompt39
Changing seasons hark new beginnings,
Like the shoots of tender plants on a Spring morning... , leaves the color of gold, a brisk wind blowing in your hair. Young baby animals being born in the noon day, just waking up to a fine morning.
© storyguy
Changing seasons hark new beginnings,
Like the shoots of tender plants on a Spring morning... , leaves the color of gold, a brisk wind blowing in your hair. Young baby animals being born in the noon day, just waking up to a fine morning.
© storyguy
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