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By JOHN BLAIR

Green Song


Much has been sung

Of new flowers in Spring,

Bright reds, pinks, blues.

But these are just grace notes

4½  ACRES, AVAIL.


Here slept a streamside glade

Spring-lush with daisies, grasses;

Deer drifted down to drink

And doves sang in the sun.