“And February was so long that it lasted into March
And found us walking a path alone together
You stopped and pointed and you said “that’s a crocus”
And I said “what’s a crocus?” and you said “it’s a flower”
I tried to remember but I said “what’s a flower?”
You said “I still love you”

Dar Williams

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