The birds are singing up a storm,
They can't believe it's true!
The bugs have all appeared today,
They came as if on cue,
As if a second day of eighty
Was some common ground
For rising out of slumber, and
Provoking now this sound
Of joy that I am blessed to hear,
This manna bringing now such cheer!
Scott L. Barton
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