Springs Splendor

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By Albert Ahearn

The nighttime air baptized the earth with a fresh, clean renewing dew admitting the seasons rebirth bidding ‘old man winter’ adieu. The sun emerges warm and immense casting a golden illumine adorning springtime’s resplendence: yellow daffodils flowering in meadows and dandelions’ their tiny sunburst dewy globes drizzled about in disunion; each claiming its own abode amidst ground ivy and clover nurtured by a gentle zephyr.

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