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“In spring when maple buds are red, We turn the clock an hour ahead; Which means, each April that arrives, We lose an hour out of our lives. Who cares? When autumn birds in flocks Fly southward, back we turn the clocks, And so regain a lovely thing That missing hour we lost in spring.”

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Phyllis McGinley

Phyllis McGinley was an American author known for her humorous and warm-hearted prose. Her works often revolve around the theme of daily life, winning widespread acclaim for their unique perspective and profound insight. more

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