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After a Long Winter by Bethany Crocker Crunch a leaf left from fall, neglected raking job. Forget what is behind as you move past.
Feel the cold wind on cheeks, stuffy nose reminder. Strain to hear the birds chirp in branches. Breathe in the new fresh air, see tiny buds on trees. Press your toes into just discovered grass. © Bethany Crocker, 2008
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