I am the kiwi green of spring,
I am the smile of hope lingering
with the wind in treetops mingling.
I am the cherry pink of spring,
I am deep delight dancing
beneath her bridal veil glancing.
I am the dogwood rose of spring,
I am uncanny kindness careening
against a rosy sky preening.
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