Poem -

Spring

author
Spike Graves

Open my eyes
that true clean crisp air hits my lungs
It's spring
The due is fresh sparkling on the grassĀ 
I'm layed in bed
Air running through my lungsĀ 
I look a mess
On this fine spring day

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