Florescence
Lately I've grown quite fond of Mother Nature,
I feed her bananas
and stardust from my dreams
she must fancy fruit
sprinkled with reverie
considering buttercups
have perched their buttery florets
atop such a stout stem,
all bushy-tailed
and chirping efflorescent songs
I've been plucking weeds
among other needless things
that suppress such harmony
with contrary refrains
these hands so deftly bred
dust and notions
into the most peppy little clusters
a ground could imagine
and I can't help but wonder
if anyone else dares to dream
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