when a bright yellow crocus
\nmagics itself up through
\nthe old winter crud
\nwe crow with delight
\nfor spring has come
\nold birds of fall that
\nused to call black night
\ndown tight on summer
\nnow sing to light<\/p>\n
that’s joy to night
\nday to flight
\na guy with a
\ngreat new job<\/p>\n
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when a bright yellow crocus magics itself up through the old winter crud we crow with delight for spring has come old birds of fall that used to call black night down tight on summer now sing to light that’s … Continue reading