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Apr 2013
I never noticed the
flowering tree on
Franklin Boulevard

I walked down
that footpath
a thousand times,
and saw right through
the bark.

But now it's full of
blossoms that
reflect the sunshine's rays

and I hold my
breath as I walk past
and shower in
the shade.

I never saw the tree
because some roses
line the street

So I ignored simplicity
(eyes and roses meet)

Now I can't ignore
the blossomed tree
growing on Franklin
Boulevard

It's profound how a
flower blooms and
makes you notice bark.
Written by
Sarah  F/Oregon
(F/Oregon)   
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