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Spring Memories

A rebirth that is only a memory,
In the tropics it exists no more.
I miss the flourish of new life
When Winter closes her door.

Spring, a season that brings to mind
Fresh colours borne with brilliance
As each bloom announces in kind
It's notable existence.

As the snows of winter disappear
The vista takes on a stunning glow
Of Nature's wondrous creations
Yielding a spectacular show.

Still, Mother Nature has her beauty
Even here in perpetual warmth,
Resplendent colours remain all year
As her consumate magic she performs.

©Copyright 2001. J.M. Furner

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