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The Yield for Spring

On some days it just messes around you,

The fact that they’re laughing in sunshine,

As you drench in the rain,

When you’d asked for,

Spring and flowers in the first place.

That’s when you need to know,

How they only meant to,

Take away something,

They never deserved to have,

Nor cared when provided with.

That’s when you need to bid them out,

With a few flowers you’d saved,

From the last spring,

But also save some,

For welcoming the spring,

You dreamed of.

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