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I adore spring. Now I live in a little house in the countryside, And I've realized the beauty nature holds. Flowers of all colors paint the grass with rainbows, The trees, once bare, are now clothed in green leaves, And birds spend their hours atop the green trees. If you stay very quiet, you can hear the birds sing beautiful songs. I open the window, a gentle breeze sweeps through my room, The sun shines brighter than ever. I step outside to walk my dog, And the sun accompanies us wherever we go. I love spring, it's my favorite time of year, For the routine remains the same but time is on my side. In the symphony of spring, I find solace and delight, As nature unveils its vibrant palette, And whispers secrets in every breeze. The flowers bloom in kaleidoscopic splendor, A tapestry of hues adorning the earth, While the trees stretch their arms in jubilation, Welcoming the warmth and promise of renewal. In the quiet moments, I listen to the chorus of birdsong, A melody that dances on the wind, A reminder of the beauty that surrounds me. As I breathe in the fragrant air, And feel the sun's gentle caress, I am reminded of the simple joys, That spring brings forth in abundance. So I revel in this season of rebirth, Where each day holds the promise of new beginnings, And I embrace the rhythm of nature, As it sings its sweet serenade to my soul.

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Date: 7/11/2024 6:14:00 AM
Awesome seasonal poetry Ariana. How ya been?
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Tom Woody
Date: 7/11/2024 7:10:00 AM
Ha! Not fate. Just saw you were online and opted to visit
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Ariana Pataki
Date: 7/11/2024 6:49:00 AM
Thank you Tom. It's funny that I got this comment in the exact moment when I had decided to upload a poem after all this time. Fate is funny. Everything relatively good. How you doin?

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