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Spring -- Week 30
Spring’s an ardent but inconstant lover,
She promises the sunrise each morning.
Then with peevish clouds and frowns she covers,
Its light and the source of earth’s warming.
Spring tends to the flowers with which she woos,
Shyly offers a tulip with muddy hands,
Teases the bees with their sunny hues,
And coaxes the crocus from forgotten lands.
Spring makes her promises of loving care,
Cries soft tears over her tender blooms.
Then suddenly, with a petulant air
Lifts her skirts and storms out of the room.
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