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Poem: Each Spring
Each Spring By Vi B. Chevalier When Spring arrives and blossoms burst With brilliant, breathless charm, When baby chicks and piglets, too, Arrive on Grandpa’s farm, When busy bees and butterflies Glide by with quiet grace And robins search with halting hops For worms, from place to place, When sunshine filters through the trees and…
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In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below. We are the Dead. Short days ago We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, Loved and were loved, and now we lie In…
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