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03/29/09 - (1)
Undermined
Just this midweek, While my heart was busy extolling, In Wordsworthian flourishes, The seductiveness of flowering fruit trees And my soul was holding its breath,
Hoping, this year, there'd be no hard freeze, Flurries, or accumulating snow, My mind was predicting what occurred last night: Spring's extinguishment, The plundering of its voluptuous, budding colors.
Only, it didn't quite happen as I'd assumed. By noon, today, before my soul could respond despondently To nature's cruel arrogance, Sunshine and blue skies had undermined my mind, And my heart had resumed its jubilant verses.
03/29/09 - (1)
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