said Crocus,
and a little chilly.
Tall Croci chuckled.
This is just a passing thing.
You'll get over it.
Listen, child.
She shook the white crystals
and rared her lean
green back.
You gotta take 'em on.
Don't let anything
hold you back.
Cold? Nah.
Scared? No way.
She spread her pettled purple.
Get out there and bloom.
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