From a prairie trail
Monday, 20 April 2015
First spring flowers
And spring arose on the garden fair,
Like the spirit of love felt everywhere;
And each flower and herb on earths's dark breast
rose from the dreams of its wintry rest.
Percy Bysshe Shelley,
(The Sensitive Plant)
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