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Pre-dawn Springtime

Full moon sends soft shadows past the snow drops.
Light morning frost is cool not crisp,
heads of daffodil both plump and straining,
ears are chilled and birdsong chippers.
Spring morning stretches a nascent welcome,
still absent rising sun grows beyond the horizon.
While greening buds - stubble like, shade the hedgerow,
signaling warmth and growth now eagerly awaited.