"Spring is sprung, the grass is ris.
I wonders where the birdies is."
Fond memories of growing with with my father
reciting this silly ditty from back in the day.
And now, I find myself loving this two day
Spring/Equinox/Ostara/Full Super Moon . . .
pure magic! Now, if only we've seen the last
of the snow, I might, just might make it!!!
dying for spring here
promise it wont go away
so needs me some sun
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