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Infinite Spring

I savor the feeling

The smell of it

The sun is setting

I love it, I admit


Spring in Indiana 

Driving back home

My music is playing

And I’m never alone


It feels like a dream

Infinite, you may say

Yes I stole that line from a book

And it’s a little cliché


But it doesn’t matter

Because it’s true

My car in the spring

Shows me the best views


Click here to see more spring inspired poetry and GirlSpring contributor Marin Poleshek’s perspective on the season!

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