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Friday, May 18, 2012

Suddenly the Trees




Mourning doves are loud;
Olivia sounds a moo;
Roosters keep crowing.


Blue sky is cloudless;
Transmitter keeps on humming;
Everything is green.

Dandelions gone;
In their place are soft white puffs.
Yellow evolved to gray.


Dogs, kids and school bus;
Flurry of activity,
Then all is silent.


Old fence and front lawn--
Each defined by the other
Through every season.

 
Clover has sprung up;
New roadside communities
Of broad leafed triads.


Suddenly the trees
Billow brightly into green
Of infinite shades.


Almost can't hear it:
Roadside stream as it trickles down,
Scurrying past me.






























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