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First Sunbath Of Spring

We kept Bonfires raging to hold back the Dark;
Today there are leaves on the trees in the park.
The sweet little meadow that long looked so dead,
Has formed a new carpet of verdure instead.
And deep in my heart (if there's still such a thing,) 
I hear a small whisper: "I'm ready for Spring!"
Eschewing my clothing (feel robust and brave,)
I bare my pale body to sunlight I crave.
First Sunbath Of Spring We kept Bonfires raging to hold back the Dark; Today there are leaves on the trees in the park. The sweet little meadow that long looked so dead, Has formed a new carpet of verdure instead. And deep in my heart (if there's still such a thing,) I hear a small whisper: "I'm ready for Spring!" Eschewing my clothing (feel robust and brave,) I bare my pale body to sunlight I crave.
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