Garden As A Doorway
Opens as an invite
And multihued
Soft, for whom heard, speak low
Spring had accrued.
The single-minded bee.
That seriously!
Now wider, with a more
Impassioned fuss
For whom heard not, Spring too
Has massed. O'erplus!
One-hearted butterfly.
That smoothly sly!
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