There's nothing like the smell of spring
In a soft Nevada breeze.
Young shoots of sage
With perfumed wings;
A cool necessity.
Ah, breathe in deep!
the sweet relief
from the desert's eternal toil.
A moment of green
is so serene;
water seeping in soil.
See, all we need
is a little rain
and a cloud swept
'cross the valley floor.
There's nothing like the smell of spring
Leaves me loving Nevada
more and more and more.
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