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Very much; Mostly, it's of hurricane force - A giant's touch. But when it lays and gently kisses Meadow's dew; Is when the hills and flowers, Receive their cue - To bloom and make the prairie open Wide it's arms; To color, riotous 'n beautiful, Nature's charms But, when winter's nigh, and gales from o'er The Rockies pour, It's time to get out our longjohns and Don them once more!! by Donna Penley |
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