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Change Of Scenery
 

 
Over the plains
the tumbleweed rolls
a low bristling sound
with the wind
down in the vale
wildflowers peek
nestling creatures
are waiting for Spring

The forest deep
will sigh with the breeze
warbling notes of the bird
will be heard
and the snowy shroud
that covers the land
disappears with
Nature`s new word


By Rita

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