uploaded Feb. 22, 2012.
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The Shiver
Early I rise
To observe Monarches before my eyes
There is no time for coffee
The beauty is all I need
Above the pine trees
They ride the gentle breeze
Their color coated wings
Would make anyone's heart sing
Like little people
They emerge out of their temples
As spring delivers
James Collins
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