children burst from the earth
right outside my door
not waiting to be picked
they come into the house
bringing spring colors
riotous songs
and a new season
Untitled
2015
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Poetry
children burst from the earth
right outside my door
not waiting to be picked
they come into the house
bringing spring colors
riotous songs
and a new season
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