Spring's Restless Child

She lies crouched, with avarice eyes 
   Peering out from faux summer’s guise 
   Not yet the spark to light up the night 
  Nor quite the voice to scatter with fright 
        Just a glint in June’s fiery eye 
Poised to pounce as warm winds draw nigh
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