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~ (~) Papa What is it About Spring (VIDEO FOR THIS ONE) (~) ~

I don't know Son, Killdeer's draw- you away-from their-nest, bluejays- holler to all-about it, hungry-father fox he knows about-it... . Kinder-yes I think-much gentler-Spring, when the-rejuvenation is just first-arriving- reminds-me of the-back-and-breaststrokes- holding your breath while-doing-a-crazy-twirl, all-the-world-alive-with-energy-surrounded- together-in-warmth. Saw three of them Kamikaze my humble dog-one day. Samba just hit the grass rolled over boxed away- at-them old blue-jays on his back-yelping; I laugh, he was-just a pup-then. Best way to compare it... I would think Spring; "The-hands of-time are-alliterate-Spring-is-but-the-brunt of this- each Season-carry's snow-caped mountains-berries in-the-valleys- lilies-in the-meadow-pine in the woods squirrels-rummaging-in-the- trees. Birddogs are quite capable of pointing this out... as still-this-hope, Spring-it-is I believe its-rejoinder-to-us for our-Winter's-supplications, the-harvest of-the-wheat-in the-fall Spring-rains I feel-remind-us... . The Summer-Sun-always toasting-the memory's golden-brown... ."

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