Whisps of Spring
The Maple's leaves have turned amber
Paired Doves whirr in flight
Tiny green tips the Pecan Trees
Great puffed clouds in sight
The Catbird dives for pool's water
Bumblebees buzz with might
Seeking some sweet nectar rare
As my spirit soars to heights
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