Revival

The bright, brilliant blossom
Flourishing along the perky, green vine
With preposterous friendly leaves
Dies during the first winters frost

The warm air and vibrant sun
Brought the gentle life back from beyond
Not for long, as the season presses on
And the days grow shorter and colder

The season of revival is next year
And the year after
And every year after that
If left undisturbed

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