Spring Flower

Flower Ball

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A daylight lamp

turns sparingly on

the world she covers.

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The seasons warm and cool

in rhythmic paces

so common and reassuring

to the plans of spring.

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The roses continue to grow

even where the old steps lead

no where, and where the concrete crumbles.

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The peonies are balls of thin seashells

a rounded woman’s belly,

about to become a mother

emerge like bees from honeycomb,

butterflies from the nest

a newborn baby

too heavy to hold their head

the peony blossoms fall to the ground.

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