the following poem written based upon the above image--for online poetry class (write an alliterative poem)
Cockatiels coo in the early quiet, their crest feathers catching the faintest color, morning moving toward me with a memory-soft touch. Cherry blossoms loosen their light petals, each one falling like a long-kept moment, soft signs slipping across the path of who I was. Spring steps gently back onto the land, stirring stillness I’d almost grown used to, a season slowly offering its sweet beginning again.<
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