She is with me this week
Released from other tasks to celebrate
And she is not yet at the point where I have been
And where I still am
That the work does not stop
Or long pause
But shifts instead to another task
And I seem to feel a spring as I think upon it
Though I should not
But should instead
Appreciate the brightness of her bloom
Oh
It is bright, indeed
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