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Feb 6
a million birds singing
the wind warm as sun
all the branches glowing
we wait the buds to come
the bending leafy willows
brush the melting pond
of blue green water
beneath the cold dark earth
roots encased and safe
breathe green where
flowers form.
CA Guilfoyle
Written by
CA Guilfoyle  F/Tucson, AZ
(F/Tucson, AZ)   
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