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on a candlemas morn

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i saw the first snowdrops

on a candlemas morn

beside a hedge

of hardy hawthorn


the first of the season

so a nymph blows a horn

inside my head

on a candlemas morn


the flowers not sky flakes

spring teeters - things reborn

sticking out there

like a unicorn


winter still holds the reins

be aware - you've been warned

but snowdrops now

on a candlemas morn

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