by eagleyez
The clutter and clash as lives collide serenely surrounded by Spring-loaded trees tells of life - and the year - moving on. Joyous.
Enjoy those images of trees green all over
But that second stanza seems jarringly out of place.
This poem was mentioned in the Archival Review thread, in a picking through Lit's archive of over 34,000 poems.
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A beautiful rendering of Spring with all the appropriate images that make it so special.