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The birds are back.  The sparrows, the robins, the finches too.
The red cardinals, the blue jays, though they are seldom in two’s.
The woodpeckers, and the hummingbirds, some gray, and some blue.
Their choir is raising the mushrooms right out of their snooze.

Overnight Mother Nature has slyly sprinkled green glitter all around.
She did it effortlessly, kindly, boldly, with a total lack of sound.
We now have the greeniest greens high and low, greens that can ever be found.
I will invite you over, if you promise not to disturb our ant mound.

Formerly frozen creek has thawed into a gorgeous wild flowing river.
The shy, flirty, faerie-decorated butterflies are in sliver/quiver.
Dragonflies, moths, beetle-bugs, and caterpillars are near the river.
Making my happy heart sing and dance a bogie jive closer to my liver.

The scent of the purple and lavender lilacs is suspiciously sweet.
The first real proof that the perennials are ready to stand on their feet.
Magically pushing their fragrant puffy flowerets to fruition in this full heat.
The monarch is leading the way, dragonflies, and earthworms, following in beat.

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