coultj0010sI’m as restless as a willow in a windstorm,
I’m as jumpy as a puppet on a string.
I’m as busy as a spider spinning daydreams,
I’m as giddy as a baby on a swing.
I haven’t seen a crocus or a rosebud
Or a robin on the wing.
But I feel so gay,
In a melancholy way,
That it might as well be spring,
It might as well be spring.

amyruth.xxoo

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