Wings of Spring

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Flighty sparrows flitting fast

around buzzing budding trees

being Spring’s full-blooded version

of Autumn’s dancing leaves.

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Buzzing bees in flower wars hum

on thrumming growing ground.

The sprightly sprouts twist and shout

a vibrant greenish sound.

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New Year’s sun Marches higher

rising in arching assent.

Now Winter’s frame’s unfrozen.

He packs his icy tent.

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Crimson Cardinal’s laughing

crunching my sunflower seeds.

She’s laying up elliptical treasures

weaving baskets in the trees.

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The potatoes I have planted

are like Saints laid to their rest

they’re waiting for resurrection

like Cardinal’s eggs laid in her nest.

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But baby chickens bounce their breasts

vying for pecking order

to know who’s chicky boss

and who stays at social border.

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My quiet black bull dog

rests peacefully at guard

and watches over springtime

as it rises in my yard.

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