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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Among tall weeds are waving tulips, with satin pearls of dew Blowing trumpets, and brushing grasses, with shades of cheerful tunes Creating carpets soft and fair, where every eye can rest, Dancing petals kiss the breezes, in flirting dalliance Each breath of wind, caresses strands, of lupine, blending in Foxglove, flax, and buckwheat stand, so slender on their stems Green buds, fragile, on the limbs, of trees in cloisters, high Have opened bliss upon the ridge, while clouds are passing by Ivy tendrils wrap the oaks, which grow exempt from time Just as God would wrap a heart with joy at Easter time Keeping watch, a hawk swoops down, to scout a meadow's floor Looming high, it circles 'round, in time for afternoon Morning 's sun has long been gone,, and left a touch of warm Night had left a trail of showers, from the passing storm Opened flowers, bask in sunlight, breaking through the cold Pastel colors, and fragrant blossoms, paint the world in gold Question not the splendid wonder, it's ours now to explore Rejoice with eyes, behold and conquer, spring is at our door Saturate the heart with "happy", as the day unfolds To stand, alone, and hear the songs, birds and bees have told Underneath the cloak of springtime, is all that we could ask Voices call within the wind, and meadow larks will ask Will we take this world for granted, or leave it to the rest? Xanadu is ours to own, nature at it's best You came, you saw, a sign of spring.......and Zenith, is its name ___________________________________________ For The Abecedarian Contest: "Spring" Sponsor: Shadow Hamilton 2/20/15
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