The First Dandelion by Walt Whitman

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Simple and fresh and fair from winter’s close emerging,
As if no artifice of fashion, business, politics, had ever been,
Forth from its sunny nook of shelter’d grass—innocent, golden, calm
as the dawn,
The spring’s first dandelion shows its trustful face.

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