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Spring's Prism Rainbows MAG
The sun streams through
My little glass room.
Causing prism like rainbows
To dance on the wall.
My glass tree house is seated up high,
Through the budding spring branches
I see the clear blue sky.
The wind blows gently
And rustles the trees,
As spring creeps over all that I see.
A small puddle glistens
In the spring sun,
It's a snow bank that's melted
To tell me spring has begun.
The prism rainbows
Flash colors on my face,
Blocking out tears
And winter's trace.
So welcome spring
And the budding of life,
With your blossoming help
I'll forget winter's strife.
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