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May: A Poem

May 

A soft breeze stirs
redbud rose apple embers.
Morning ignites
fields catch fire.
Winter sleeps
the sky weeps
fire
the sky weeps
spring

By markthegrey

I am a biologist, author, poet, professor, and parent. I nest in Aurora, IL with my spouse and about two to four kids.

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