by Kevin T McEneaney Those cool drizzling days of Spring effusion evoke wonder, delight, despite cold nights, as rugged dandelions bloom with weeds across multitudinous fickle lawns where drizzle resembles a chin tickle of acute observation on nature while my heart summons joyful memories of bird watching and army ants marching with heretic cold winter on the run, one may view torrent of water spilling over rocks, and twisted, mangled tree limbs…
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