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Mayfly
And it’s finally Spring
Everywhere.
Birds are startin’ to sing
Some melodious air.
And the mists of Fall,
Just a memory
As flowers poke their heads up recklessly.
I’m so full of the Spring
I could cry.
Winter’s finally gone
With a heavy sigh.
But these perfect days,
Never meant to last,
Tell me just how fast
The days of May may fly.
I know just how fast
The days of May may fly.
Just how very fast
The days of May may fly.