A Lonely Stroller
February wasn't all wind and snow,
around the corner the dogwood tree
has bloomed before the Crack willow!
Hummingbirds start warbling again,
to awaken the old oaks in Lindenwood
and remind them they'll be all green!
Looking outside, one feels kind of happy,
this early spring has come to cheer up;
aunt Mary discovered the first, lovely lily!
Noticing the rockless coast slammed by waves,
I retrieve to safety: vast is the bleak, roaring sea;
so amazed at how this scenic wilderness stupefies!
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