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The Waning Spring (Free verse) by tuthaliash New peonies
Blooming gorgeously, voluptuously red,
Blend their rich perfume
With that of wild yellow roses
And the last of the lilac;
And nearby pines
Add a note of spice
To the pure and poignantly sweet air.
It all reminds me of you.
Oh, my love! So far away today,
Come home soon!
Return to my arms
That together we may celebrate
The waning spring.
(Post Falls, Idaho - June 4, 1995)
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Posted: December 30, 2003 8:58 PM PST; Last modified: December 30, 2003 8:58 PM PSTWeighted score: 5.0397344 Overall Rank: 7176 Comments:
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richa @ 81.178.228.141
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31-Dec-03/12:32 PM
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very sweet, lots of heart.
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