Robin
 
Robin's singing a happy song
of renewal, winter's gone.

The absence of winter's chill;
means children playing baseball will
jump in puddles and fly kites.
Lengthening days, shorter nights.

The melted ghosts of winter's past's
but a memory at last.



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By blind poet

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Absence
Baseball
Chill
Ghost
Kite
Lengthening
Melt
Puddle
Renewal
Robin

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