I can"t wait till the rivers run again. To walk the shores and my sanity regain. To here the lonely call of the loon. To see windego lake by the lighted moon. I need to smell the smells of a fresh spring. That only the receding snow can bring. The daylight slowly stretching out. Makes it nicer to be out and about. The mighty earth pushes forward new. The tiny buds for me and you. As only nature knows the ways. I patiently wait for the warmer days.
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