Spring
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Barry Middleton
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in spring the boy
would bring the first daffodil
to his mother
the garden would be plowed
and planted
with hope and confidence
when the chores were done
the creek would call to him
with cooling waters
the swimming hole awaited
the green trout fanned its bed
below the railroad bridge
spring is the beginning
spring is a memory of Eden
of a green and dappled valley
spring is the abundance
reminding us again
earth loves and cares for us
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