On southern winds shot through with amber light,
Breathing soft balm and clothed in cloudy white,
The lily-fingered Spring came o'er the hills,
Waking the crocus and the daffodils.
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........an intriguing write....a sleet storm in May, kind of unusual.. but I suppose this could be true ★