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SPRING FROM A WINDOW: BLOSSOM TIME by HAZEL HALL

First Line: SO LONG AS THERE IS APRIL / MY HEART IS HIGH
Last Line: THROUGH THE GOLDEN AIR.
Subject(s): SPRING;
So long as there is April
My heart is high,
Lifting up its white dreams
To the sky.

As trees hold up their blossoms
In a blowing cloud,
My hands are reaching,
My hands are proud.

All the crumbled splendors
Of autumn, and the cries
Of winds that I remember
Cannot make me wise.

Like the trees of April
Fearless and fair --
My heart swings its censers
Through the golden air.



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