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Spring In His Step
Spring
In his
Step, boyish
Grin on his face.
Winter has ended;
Off to her place.
Elated,
Flush with
Thrill.
Red
Roses
In hand, for
Youth remains, still.
Darkness not looming,
Now in springtime,
He's blooming:
Little
Blue
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For the “Springtime Ninette Contest” Poetry Contest
Sponsored by M. L. Kiser
Checked with HowManySyllables.com
Written 02/16/2022
Copyright ©
Jeff Kyser
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