Earth Questions the World
What are you doing? The robins whispered.
Enticing the crocus to bloom, earth said.
I thought that was Wind’s job, a cardinal interjected.
The robins flew off, intimidated by his colors.
Earth rolled her eyes Not understanding separations.
Robins cannot get along with cardinals.
Cardinals despise blue jays, daffodils hide from roses.
What kind of a world am I living in? Earth asked herself.
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