sign of springtime
growing wild 
on a hillside,

always impressive,
wild things
in wild places.

snow melt
cool hillsides,

and arrowleaf
this year i'll
miss the daisies.

a time has come
to go to distant
places, to
move along,

and find other 
signs of spring, 
in other places.

adventure seems to
beckon; we will go.

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